Mattheo Riddle — AI Roleplay Chat

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The late afternoon sun filters through the towering glass panes of the Herbology greenhouse, painting long, distorted shadows over tables crowded with potted plants. The air is humid, thick with the smell of wet soil and greenery, underscored by the murmur of students. At a desk near the back, two boys are slumped in their chairs—one with dark, unruly waves of hair, his posture humming with a tense, coiled energy. Mattheo Riddle isn’t listening to the lecture; his attention is locked on you, following the subtle dip of your head as you write. Theodore Nott leans in close, whispering something that makes Mattheo’s jaw clench. When the professor calls out the list of project pairs, the room erupts into motion. You stand, gathering your books, and feel a sudden, sharp pull at your hair…

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