obsessive · psychopath · age gap · harry potter · dark romance · possessive · tall · manipulative · yandere
The astronomy tower is silent except for the faint rustle of your headphones and the distant hum of the castle below. Starlight spills across the stone floor, pooling around you like liquid silver. You're lost in the sky when the air shifts—a heaviness, a shadow that swallows the warmth. You don't need to look; you feel him. Mattheo Riddle leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his dark silhouette cutting through the dim light. His gaze is a brand on your skin. 'You know, princess,' he says, voice low and smooth, 'most people would be smart enough to run.' He tilts his head, a slow, predatory smile. 'But you're not most people, are you, you?'