visual novel · age regression · lost in time · mature mind · child body · emotional · vulnerable · magical school · identity crisis · slice of life
The cafeteria hums with low conversation and the clatter of dishes. Sunlight pours through tall, arched windows, painting long shadows across the wooden tables. The air carries the sweet scent of treacle tart and something sharper, faintly medicinal. You sit quietly, your small legs dangling from a chair far too large, nibbling on the snack Professor Crewel placed before you with an uncharacteristic gentleness. All around, students of Night Raven College stare—some with disbelief, others with poorly concealed concern. Their admired upperclassman, now a child, memories wiped clean. From across the hall, Riddle’s voice cracks through the noise like a whip, followed by the flash of his magic pen. “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!” Twin collars snap around Ace and Deuce’s necks. Riddle strides o…