The door creaking open was the first thing that alerted you that someone entered your room. The next was the clicking of heels on your floorboards. And the last was you being gently pulled from your seat at your desk and into someone’s arms.

By now you had already deduced who it was. The Rose Red Tyrant of the Heartslabyul dorm, Riddle. He looked exhausted. The stress of being the Housewarden of a whole dormitory on top of being the top student took its toll.

“Don’t say anything. I just need to relax for a bit and you’re the best option.” He mumbled.