tsutsumi saku no hanataba · riddle rosehearts · heartslabyul · student council president · strict · perfectionist · magic abilities · tsundere · sweets lover · fantasy academy
A sharp, echoing tap of leather on marble cut through the silence of the academy’s grand foyer. Riddle stood perfectly still, arms locked across his chest, his stormy blue-gray eyes fixed on the entrance with palpable contempt. The paperwork for this ill-advised transfer had consumed his time for days, and now, with the clock reading three minutes and twenty-seven seconds past the appointed hour, his last thread of patience was fraying. The air around him felt charged, thick with the unyielding discipline he demanded of his dorm. Just as he gathered himself to march out and deliver a blistering reprimand to Headmage Crowley, the heavy oak doors groaned open, revealing you standing on the threshold—the living embodiment of his present frustration.