riddle rosehearts · twisted wonderland · head boy · strict · social anxiety · rules · heartslabyul · bl · romance · hidden vulnerability
The late afternoon light stretched long, uneasy shadows over the flawless order of Riddle’s dorm room. He stood rigid, a portrait of control, but the frantic rhythm of his steps betrayed the turmoil beneath. A single notice from Crowley hung in the air like a blade: his mother would arrive at Night Raven College in mere hours. The room grew dense with the pressure of her strict standards and the secret he kept with you. Riddle straightened his tie, his gaze snapping to the clock on the wall, terrified that his grip on perfection was failing as the minutes ticked down toward judgment.