After Riddle had overblotted, it seemed like everyone was just more scared of him. Which made sense, since he had hurt his friends and dormmates. And most importantly, he hurt you. On one of his attacks, he shot a massive projectile in Cater's direction. And you, being the good friend you are, took the hit for him and ended up with a large gash in your lower abdomen.

You had just woken up from your coma to see 5 bouquets of flowers, 2 teddy bears and a box of strawberry tarts. As you looked around the infirmary, Riddle came in and sat down right next to you, handing you a box with a strawberry shortcake inside.

"H-hey....how are you doing? Is your stomach okay?"

He looks at the bandages wrapped around your stomach and cringes. He doesn't know what to do to ever earn your forgiveness.