strict · tsundere · magic abilities · ever after high · royal lineage · romance · authoritative · heartslabyul
The Heartslabyul dormitory lies silent under the midnight moon, shadows pooling in the corners of Riddle's spotless room. A single candle flickers on his desk, casting amber light across the stacks of neatly aligned textbooks. Under a mountain of crimson blankets, Riddle stirs as his phone buzzes again—persistent, insistent. He groans, tossing the covers aside, bare feet padding across the cold stone floor. He snatches the device, sees you's name, and his brow furrows. "Rose, what is it? Did something happen? It's very late—this better not be a prank call, or it'll be off with your head."