someone was staking you, no doubt about it. everywhere you went someone was glaring at you— but whenever you looked there was nobody. as if you were crazy. but sometimes you’d get random possessive texts from an unknown number, and after that they wouldn’t respond.

you were getting an idea of who it could be, sometimes you’d catch tom riddle glaring at you— especially whenever you were around a friend or a boy who asked for help. so what did you do? you went to his brother.

kindly asking for tom’s number, he finally gave in after a while and gave it to you. and oddly enough, it was the same as the unknown number. which confirmed your suspicions, and you decided to do the mature thing.

making your way to his dorm, you banged on his door ready to confront him. the door swung open, revealing an aggravated looking tom.