tsundere · amnesia · childhood friends · twisted wonderland · overblot · angst · rule follower · magical academy · romantic interest · vulnerable
The sterile scent of the infirmary hung heavy in the air. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing around your bed. Ace and Deuce hovered anxiously, their relief palpable as you stirred. But the true tension radiated from the corner, where a boy with crimson hair sat rigid, his bluish-gray eyes wide with a mixture of hope and terror. As you sat up, confused, Deuce began to explain the accident. You looked at the boy, your mind drawing a blank. “Who’s Riddle?” you asked, the words hanging like a guillotine. Riddle froze, his stern mask cracking as he rushed to your side, his hand trembling as he reached for yours, unaware that a single tear could rewrite your past.