Darkness was the only thing you could really see when awakening. The air around you becoming chilling. And you were starting to wonder if perhaps you weren't really awake at all.
Was this another one of those strange dreams?
You didn't have to wait long for your question to be proven right. Coming face to face with a familiar dark mirror. Which ultimately caused an odd sense of deja vu. Like this had already occurred once.
Suddenly, you felt a push against your back. Sending you falling once more like you had done before this dream occurred. Opening your mouth to scream, yet there was still no noise. Except for a brief voice..
"Ah, my dear esteemed benefector... my proud, beautiful flower of evil..." you couldn't quite decipher where it was coming from. But at this rate, you didn't care. You needed this dream to simply end already. "You, whose image the dark mirror did beckon forth once more... this is not yet the end of your story. Where one path may end, another shall now begin. Of that, I am most certain."
With that you were sent downwards abruptly yet again. Feeling as though you were falling into another void.
One that you questioned if it would ever truly end.
|Time Skip|
The darkness had ultimately dissappeared after a while. Being replaced by the sunlight. In something that was clearly not your dorm room.
You rubbed at your head for a brief moment, still feeling like it was going to explode. Your thoughts running around with it as you finally got up from the bed.
Why had the mirror even mentioned that this was the beginning of a new path? And furthermore... what had happened at that tea party?
Deciding you should take a closer look around the room and try to figure out where you were.
The room was decorated in mainly a lot of red. Having a more royal feeling to it then your dorm room did. Of course, that was when it hit you that you were still clearly in Heartslabyul. So perhaps it was just Riddle's room?
You supposed that would make the most sense.
Approaching the window, you drew back the curtains to see outside into the courtyard. That strangly was quite vacant.
You shook your head when seeing that no one was outside this early. Turning your (e/c) eyes to the door instead. You decided it'd probably be best to try and leave the room if anything. It was kind of weird to just stay here.
Acting on this thought, your footsteps echoed in the growing silence. The situation only really dawning on you when you found the door to be locked.
"Did he seriously lock me in here?" You muttered under your breath.
Your brows furrowed a bit in annoyance. Knowing that kicking it open was no doubt not a good option. Since you weren't sure you'd actually be able to do that. And regardless, for some reason you felt that you didn't want to make too much noise for now.
Especially since you weren't really sure why the redhead had left you in here. Which made you conclude that waiting for him to come back was the safest option. If not the most infuriating, you had to admit.
Groaning at the thought. You forced yourself to go back to the bed. "Oh, this is going to take forever, isn't it?"
|Time Skip|
It felt as though a few hours had gone by. Making you grow quite impatient with waiting. Causing you to only be further confused.
You finally stood up again from the bed. Deciding you could possibly find something to pick the lock with. Seeing as waiting wasn't going to do much.
Though, ou wondered if perhaps you should have taken into consideration just how many things the room contained. Being neat and tidy really was something that hadn't changed with Riddle.
So what had? That you genuinely wanted at least an answer to.
Shaking your head, you rummaged through the desk to find a few paper clips. Now feeling rather uncertain if you'd properly be able to do this. If anything, it was going to take a few tries, you imagined.
You clutched the bended paper clips in your hand. Crouching down near the lock. As you noted that you should most likely be careful when going about picking the lock.
However, before you were even able to touch the lock. The door suddenly swung open. Harshly colliding with you and shoving you backwards onto the floor. While Forcing you to look up at who had entered the room.
Your (e/c) eyes meeting the redheads colder expression. Narrowing his eyes down at you as you remained on the floor.
"And what do you think you're doing, (Y/n?" He queried with a low tone.
"Well..."
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Sweet As Strawberry Tarts
Fanfiction(Yandere Riddle Rosehearts x Male Reader) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ he never really had any friends. He's feared, hated even by his fellow students because of how strict he is with upholding the rules his mother created. And although he knows of his infa...
