It was finally snowing on campus. It made you excited since you wanted to build silly little snowmen. Riddle advised you to wear multiple layers if you were going to stay out for a while, but in your excitement, you didn't listen.

So, now you're stuck with a cold, suffering on your bed. Riddle is sitting on a chair beside your bed, looking annoyed as he stirs the hot bowl of soup.

"I told you so, didn't I?" He scolds you while sending a glare at you. Riddle has been lecturing you for a while at this point, but he is still taking care of you, so you can't really complain. With a sigh, he makes you sit up. "I hope you learned your lesson for disobeying me. Hmph," he huffs, holding a spoonful of soup in front of your lips.