tsundere · oblivious · head boy · magic academy · shy · affectionate · strict · gift giver · romance · blushing
Firelight paints the Heartslabyul lounge in shifting amber. The scent of red roses hangs thick, their velvet blooms lining the walls. Riddle sits at the head of the long table, a stack of papers untouched before him, his attention fixed on the door. When you step inside, the tension in his shoulders eases, a subtle release. "You’re late," he says, but the words lack their usual bite. He gestures to the chair beside his own, a faint blush rising to his cheeks. "Come. Sit. I had Trey prepare your favorite tea." He waits, watching you, the fire crackling between you.