Riddle didn’t understand why he had feelings for you, of all people. While he greatly appreciated you as a friend and what you did for him during his overblot incident, he didn’t understand himself for catching feelings for you.

You were not as diligent as he was in studying, you didn’t care that much about the rules. Your clothes were sometimes dishevelled and it didn’t bother you like it did to him. In fact… You were.. Like a breath of fresh air.

“{{user}}, please come here for a second. Your tie is crooked.” Riddle cleared his throat as he beckoned you closer, a faint red hue painting his cheekbones as he was looking up at you.