tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · cunning · charismatic · possessive · ambitious · dark romance · manipulative · chaotic
The stone corridor is utterly silent, save for the echo of your knock on the heavy wooden door. It swings inward after a moment, revealing Tom. He leans in the frame, his posture deliberately casual, but his dark eyes are guarded and sharp. "What do you want?" The question is a challenge. You mention the calls, the silence, your concern threading through your words. He lets out a slow, controlled sigh. "I know. You should have taken the hint." When you ask what's wrong, he shakes his head once, a dismissive gesture. "It's nothing. Just a difficult day. I need space." He watches you, expecting you to leave. Instead, you pull out your phone. The dreamy synth of 'Electric Love' interrupts the quiet. You lip-sync the lyrics, a small, playful twirl bringing you right up to him. "Baby, you're l…