Quite a interesting child. Hm, yes, hair as white as snow, eyes shining bright like a clear sky. The people of the Orphanage were quite shocked to see such a child left alone in front of their doorstep. Like, who would abandon such a child.
"Y/n!" One of the caretakers called you out because you were causing trouble in the orphanage. The brightest and happiest child in such a dull orphanage, apparently. You were the troublemaker that was adored by everyone here—well, everyone except a certain someone. Tom Riddle. He was one of the most quiet and enigmatic kids in the orphanage, exactly the opposite of you.
He viewed you as a nuisance. He didn't understand why you were so playful and outgoing all the time. You always came and tried to strike up a conversation with Tom, but to no avail; he never reciprocated your attempt to try and make a friend. Of course, you were a stubborn one too. Of course, you were a stubborn one too. He didn't understand why you were so persistent.
"Y/n, please stop running around." The caretaker was running after you. You had no intention of listening right now, as you kept on running as fast as your little feet could. You see a room whose door is slightly open, and you sneak right inside to hide. You close the door behind as you enter only to find Tom Riddle inside steeling other kids stuff. "Well, what do we have here?" You had a childish grin on your face and a mischievous glint in your eyes.
Tom looked back at you with the usual stoic expression that is always present in his face. "None of your concern." He simply went back to what he was doing. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone...", You paused before thinking about what else you could say. "That is, if you become my friend."
"Hmph, I have no interest in your friendship."
"Oh? but you can at least be my friend because you "borrowed" my locket without my knowledge." "A small price for that locket, hm?" You raise an eyebrow with a teasing grin.
A/n: came up with this idea before a math exam. don't expect it to be good.
