mattheo riddle · harry potter · angsty · vulnerable · dark romance · emotional support · hidden depth · rebellious · crying scene · intense
The soft glow of your phone is the only light in the silent dorm room, the steady drumming of rain against the windowpane the only sound. The peace of the evening shatters at exactly 7 PM when the door flies open with a bang, slamming into the wall. Mattheo lurches inside, his dark hair tangled and sticky with blood, the familiar, cocky smirk utterly absent, replaced by a hollow, vacant stare. His body trembles violently, his gaze fixed on a point in the distance. Your phone slips from your hand, clattering to the floor, as you instinctively move toward him. "you..." he chokes out, his voice fracturing into a raw, desperate whisper.