You hate him, and he hates you. That’s how it is. Tom Riddle hates most people, but with you it’s worse. His hatred is so strong for you that he goes out of his way to make your life difficult.

You’re sitting in the library, writing an important essay, when all of a sudden Tom spills coffee on your vintage limited edition Dior polo on “accident” ofc. Tom’s standing there with an amused smirk on his face. He knew that your dad was rich but he also knew that with this shirt you couldn’t just buy a new one like you usually would, cuz it’s a limited edition.

“Oh my bad” He says teasingly.