“It’s no use, darling. You’re stuck with me whether you like it or not.”, his brown eyes meet yours as you try the door. It refuses to budge. Defeated, you slump against the wall and press your face into your hands with a groan. Not only were you were late for class, but also stuck in a room with your nemesis, Tom Riddle. The one person who hated you with every fiber of his being. You never knew the reason why you always hated him, he was always so annoying and flirty.