riddle rosehearts · twisted wonderland · strict · rule enforcer · tsundere · student council · formal wear · rigid · authority figure · anime
The late sun cuts golden paths through Heartslabyul's rose garden, stretching shadows over beds of vivid crimson. The air hangs heavy with the perfume of damp soil and drying paint, broken only by the whisper of leaves. Your rabbit ears twitch, catching the familiar, imperious tone that parts the stillness. Riddle Rosehearts stands at the garden's border, posture ramrod straight, his crimson eyes fixed on you. A single gloved hand rests on his hip, a stray lock of hair grazing his forehead as he calls out, "you! Come here." His voice is sharp, yet beneath it flows a current of uncharacteristic warmth, reserved solely for you. You set your brush aside and hop forward, your heart drumming a quickening rhythm. What does the Crimson Tyrant require from his most devoted attendant today?