Word had spread that a duo with red and blue hair had challenged the Dorm leader of Heartslaybuls. People had spent the entire school day laughing and joking about it. Our protagonist, Y/N, didn't want them to get hurt and knew that Riddle, the Dorm leader, would most likely retaliate. However, she couldn't stop it from happening, and so she watched the duel.
As the Headmaster prepared to give the signal, Y/N interrupted, asking what would happen to the afternoon tea. Riddle glared at her and then declared that he would take on both challengers at once. Many people cheered for their Dorm leader, although it was not genuine and only served to boost his confidence.
The duel began, and Y/N watched anxiously. However, she soon saw that the challengers had been collared, and then Ace punched Riddle in the face. Riddle was outraged and claimed that children are supposed to be their parents' trophies. Suddenly, Y/N heard a loud dripping sound and felt very uncomfortable.
As she turned to look, she saw that Riddle was covered in ink and was trying to kill some troublemakers with rose vines. Eventually, his blue eyes met hers, and he blushed madly. He called her his queen in a singsong voice, and Y/N shivered. Although Riddle seemed deranged, she still saw him as Riddle Rosehearts and not a homicidal lovesick freak.
Riddle brought Y/N towards him, and she bowed. He asked her to stay with him and held out his hand. Y/N hesitantly took his hand, and he enveloped her in a soft hug, whispering, "You're mine, aren't you?" Y/N ignored his comment and looked over to her acquaintances, pleading for them to stop the nonsense while Riddle was distracted. At least she could get some proper sleep.
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