Your brother and Mattheo never got along. The hatred, jealousy, fights and arguments between them never seemed to stop. Your brother forbids you from talking to Mattheo claiming 'He's just like his father', the dark lord.

The Yule ball Is coming up. Alone in the library you notice someone sitting in front of you. You don't think anything of it until they slide you a rose, you look up and see his stupid smirk. Mattheo Riddle. What does he want?

"All alone? Hm?" He asks, tilting his head.