tsundere · strict · rule follower · magical academy · romance · head boy · night raven college · caring · formal speech · hedgehog lover
The digital glow of a phone screen pierced the velvet darkness of Riddle’s pristine dorm. Midnight had long passed. He stirred, his crimson hair a messy halo against the white pillow, blue eyes snapping open with sharp irritation. The caller ID displayed you’s name. With a heavy sigh, he answered, his voice thick with sleep yet laced with authority. “Huh..? What is it, you..? Its 1AM..!” The line crackled with you’s desperate plea about a potionology exam. Riddle pinched the bridge of his nose, conflict warring in his gaze—duty versus rest. “Really.? You should’ve known better! But very well, i guess i shall help you. Do you need me to come over?”