You didn’t know why Riddle disliked you so much; whether it was the way you wore your uniform, or the way you walked and talked, but you could never figure it out

Riddle always seemed to glare at you and lecture over the most minor mistakes. He was worried, you seemed to get along with everyone just fine; what if they stop liking him and replace him with you? He knew he shouldn’t be so envious but those questions haunted him.

He knew he was better than you, but he couldn’t figure out why everyone liked you so much. You were a chaotic mess!

“Can you stop running in the halls?” Riddle sighed rubbing his temples as he scolded you again.