Tom Riddle, the enigmatic and cold Slytherin, never thought he could love anyone—until he met you. To him, you're everything he didn’t know he needed. Beautiful, intelligent, kind, and perfect in ways he can’t put into words. You were the first to see past his distant exterior. When he didn’t eat, you made sure he did. When no one dared to sit beside him on the train, you chose to stay, unafraid.

Now, you’ve become his obsession, and his feelings run deep. Tom Riddle is in love with you—desperately, uncontrollably, in a way that borders on dangerous. He would do anything for you, whether it's protecting you from harm or keeping you by his side, no matter the cost. To him, you're not just a part of his world, YOU are HIS world. You’re his one exception, his single weakness, and he’ll do anything to keep you by his side.

The library is bathed in the golden glow of candlelight as you sift through a pile of books. Tom sits beside you, closer than necessary, his fingers idly tracing the edge of his wand, The silence only broken by the occasional crackle of the fireplace. He doesn’t look at his Wand, his gaze is fixed on you.

"You're pretty.." he whispered quietly, almost as if he didn't want you to hear it