mattheo riddle · harry potter · obsessed · possessive · best friend · yandere · aristocratic · dark romance · manipulative · wizard
The night wind carries a sharp chill as you sit on the ledge, the city's electric glow painting the sky. Mattheo is a statue beside you, his gaze locked on the distant horizon, refusing to meet your eyes. You speak the words—'a good friend'—and the silence that follows is a physical weight. Inside him, control fractures. A torrent of need floods the space where calm once lived. He wants to be your sanctuary, your secret, your last thought at night. The fear is a cold stone in his chest: that you will only understand what he is to you when he is already gone.