𝐓𝐖𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 || Repeating Tales

╰┈➤ Is this How a Leader should Act?

[ a story where you peer deeper within yourself ]
↳ Inspired by Artiswitch
↳ AU idea
↳ Yuu is a separate character
↳ 2nd POV ; Riddle's POV
↳ Spoilers to Riddle's backstory and Chapter 1 in general

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After what had happened during the failure of an unbirthday party, Riddle was upset. Those first years were just being disrespectful, rule breaking students. He wasn't wrong, everything he was doing was according to the Rules of the Queen of Hearts and he was doing it for everyone's sake. His mother taught him that it was right to follow by the rules no matter what so he must be right...right?

Maybe he just needed a break from everything...

Letting out a sigh, he heads to the library hoping that studying would distract him even for a bit. There aren't a lot of people in the library...actually it was more like there was no one else but him in the library but he didn't care, he needed the peace and quiet for once. As he gathered textbooks varying from magical history, animal languages and alchemy he finds a book that was stuck on the shelf. It didn't want to budge.

As he struggles to grab the book, a door magically opens nearby...like the book was a lever to open a secret door. "Huh...?" Riddle places the stack of books on a nearby table to open the door out of curiosity. Entering the door, he was blinded by white light and when the light died down...he finds himself in a boutique. He raised an eyebrow, confused, as the only shops he knew in NRC were Mostro Lounge and Mr. S' Mystery Shop.

He takes a look around, he has never seen such a shop...it was bright and colorful and eccentric but it still had a charm that was indescribable. His eyes dart across the room until it stops at something that rested on the center table where varying accessories and make-up were displayed. Riddle takes a closer look, it was a black and red collar with a golden heart charm that resembles a lock. He then returns it to it's designated place and heads back to the door he came from but much to his surprise...it's locked.

"Huh?" He tightens his grip on the doorknob and exerts more force to budge the door. He even tried opening the door using his magic but nothing happened. "That door is for authorized personnel only, please don't try to enter." A new voice says. Riddle turns to the person, are they a student here? Maybe from Pomefiore because of the way they dress? "Excuse me but I am in a rush right now and I need to leave so could you please-" "Like I said, that door is only for authorized personnel only and as the customer, you aren't allowed inside." They say with a smile.

Riddle's patience was running thin, he didn't know how long he spent in the boutique but he needed to leave "I apologize but I came in from this door by accident so could you-" "Don't you realize? I'm doing the same as you did to those first years." The person interrupted. Riddle's eyes widened, 'How could this person know what happened a few days ago...?'

"Who are you...?" Riddle asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. "I'm the owner of this boutique, and because you entered my shop that makes you my customer." They said with a closed-eye smile. "This collar..." they pause, then the collar Riddle was eyeing at wraps around his neck in an instant. He steps back surprised and looks back at them confused. "Even though this collar is similar to the one you placed upon rulebreakers, it suits you." The owner stated, seeming satisfied at what they had done. 

"What are you implying...?" Riddle asks as he was getting more questions than answers. "Dorm Leader Rosehearts of Heartslabyul...the tyrant who was able to become a dorm leader within just a week." Riddle sucked a breath between his teeth hearing the word 'tyrant' from the mysterious owner of the shop who was just reading a book by the register like everything they were saying was true, and it was true.