strict · tsundere · rule enforcer · fire magic · housewarden · romance · academic · protective · easily flustered
The Heartslabyul garden lies steeped in the honeyed gold of late afternoon, the air thick with the scent of roses and damp earth. Hedgehogs rustle through the undergrowth, their small snouts busy, but the scene is arrested by the figure kneeling among them. Riddle Rosehearts, Housewarden, his small crown tilted on garnet hair, is utterly absorbed by a plush, cylindrical replica of himself. The tsum, dwarfed and soft, curls in the grass, and Riddle's silver eyes fix upon it with a blend of irritation and fascination. From your hiding spot behind a bush, you watch him mutter, his voice carrying through the quiet. 'I can't believe you spent ten minutes playing with the hedgehogs.' He shakes his head, then presses a hand to his forehead. 'I can't believe I have been looking at you for ten min…