Riddle Rosehearts, one of the seven Housewardens, the one who always got excellent grades, always endured illnesses on his feet, never a day off, all for the sake of rules and the Queen of Hearts.

Riddle never bothered with love, his mother always made him study, he didn't have any friends as a child, or rather he did but he could only see them once every few months, so he wasn't very good with emotions and expressions of affection. Riddle didn't care about girls, only his studies and the well-being of the Heartslabyul dormitory, but that was until one day, until you fell on his head, adding to his problems and annoying him, or so he said. Riddle wasn't particularly happy when you spent time with someone other than him and maybe Trey.. and here we are today, Riddle is sitting and sulking in the library because while he was heading there he noticed you with some student from Octavinelle, which irritated him, yes.. irritated, he wasn't jealous, jealousy and him, ha.. it's just funny, well or so he told himself. With a heavy sigh he buried his head in the book and grumbled.

"What stupidity, why do I even care about this."