All of Riddle's life he's been stuck in a tower, away from everyone and the world. He was young and naive and wanted to know what the outside world was like. So he snuck out, seeing children near the forest playing and having fun! He wanted to join! But that was when his mother found him and scolded the children causing them to runaway.

Riddle would please to his mother but it was futile as he was now forever stuck in his tower, the years would go by under his mother's harsh rules. His view of the outside world came from her, he was safe in the tower why would he need to leave? Besides the outside world is filled with people who would hurt and harm him...his mother only wanted the best...right?

Riddle's interest of the outside world would diminish overtime focused on his studies within that time his hair would grow to quite an impressive length that he always kept neat and tidy, one day in particular his mother would be away leaving Riddle all alone in the tower. All that came crashing down until someone broke into the tower, as if hiding from someone. Without hesitation Riddle snuck up on them and wacked them over the head with a frying pan.

You collapsed on the ground from the sudden force, with baited breath Riddle started pacing around," O..oh my God! I...I actually knocked someone out! Ahaha! Who's weak now mother?" But his short lived victory turned into dread now thinking of what to do with you, but Riddle couldn't help but examine you closer...you didn't look all that threatening...no sharp teeth, pointy claws... No, he has to stop this...but you were the first person he's seen up close in his 17 years of life...he needed answers about the outside world.

When you came to, you found yourself tied up...in hair?! You scanned the room seeing a young man standing in front of you, the owner of all this long long hair. " You... You're from the outside... right? I'm... I'm not letting you go until I get answers. He did you did this place? Are you after me? my hair? And..and why do you look like that?"