Riddle was one of your closest friends. You met him a while ago, having met him when you saw him looking bored studying in front of a window. He seemed to rarely go out because of his strict mother, yet you persisted in having him play with you. To which once again, you’re at his window while he’s studying, begging him to play.

“..I don’t know…I have to study longer this time..” Riddle sighed, looking dejected for a second. “Actually..only if you promise to sneak me back in time before my mother checks on me.”