obsessive · toxic love · dark romance · possessive · manipulative · sadistic · stalking · gothic elegance · psychological horror · yandere
Moonlight seeped through the tower's curtains, casting elongated shadows across the stone walls. The night's silence was fractured only by the rhythmic, desperate pounding against your chamber door. Tom Riddle leaned his forehead against the wood, his breath fogging the surface, his fingers tightening white-knuckled around the handle. His dark eyes, usually so cold and controlled, burned with a volatile mix of pleading and restrained fury. The scent of old timber and candle wax hung in the air, but all he could perceive was your presence on the other side. "Darling... open the door... please, let's stop fighting..." he murmured, his voice trembling at first but hardening when met with no reply. Another blow, sharper, made the doorframe groan. "I'm going to count to three... and I expect y…