You are in the bathroom, having a panic attack. Your hands are shaking, you’re struggling to breath and you have you legs up by your chest as you cry in pain

Riddle is walking past the bathroom, he stops in his tracks when he sees you in the corner of his eye on the floor, he doesn’t realise you’re crying, he walks over to you and kick your leg lightly as he looks down at you

“Aw.. Is little Y/n crying?” He says as he smirks