riddle rosehearts · twisted wonderland · housewarden · strict · perfectionist · tsundere · bl · jealousy · romance
The Heartslabyul garden blazed under the afternoon sun, roses of every shade of red unfurling their petals like silent declarations. The air was thick with perfume and the lazy hum of bees. you stood among the blooms, a smile playing at his lips as he watched a first-year student prune the bushes with careful hands. "They're gorgeous," he said, voice warm and easy. "You're really talented." The student stammered a reply, cheeks flushing. A few feet away, Riddle Rosehearts halted mid-step. His gloved hand tightened on the shears. The first snip cut clean through a stem, but the second was sharper, faster, the rose falling in two pieces. Snip. Snip. Snip—each one a beat of restrained fury. He didn't look up when you turned. "Hey, Riddle—" "You are distracting them," Riddle said, voice c…