tom riddle · harry potter · manipulative · possessive · yandere · orphanage setting · dark romance · charming facade · cruel · obsessive
The grey dawn seeps through the grimy windows of Wool's Orphanage, casting long shadows across the breakfast hall. The clatter of spoons against bowls mingles with the low murmur of children. You sit at your usual spot, the wooden bench cold beneath you. Across the table, Tom Riddle watches you with an unnerving stillness, his dark eyes never leaving your face. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he leans forward, voice a silken whisper. "You're late, you. I saved your seat."