Twisted Hearts (Riddle Rosehearts x Reader)

Thinking of Him

A/N: So yeah, most of this part is from the prologue of the game from translations I found on YT and tumblr. So credit to those kind people; especially unofficial-twstd on tumblr.

And words like this in this part are moments that already happened that you're remembering/basically stuff actually from before and during the prologue. But there is Riddle goodness in here.

I own nada, all credit goes to Disney/Aniplex/Yana Toboso/etc but I do hope you enjoy.

000 Thinking of Him 000

You lay in the old worn out temporary bed as Grim snored softly, curled up in a ball as he slept. But that plus creaks and rustling of the old dorm weren't the reason you were still awake at the dead of night.

One of the reasons was the course of events that led to right now.

You were assumed to be a new student and that Grim was your familiar. Waking up in the Mirror Chamber with all those doors lined up, bringing people through by space transportation magic... Every student that enrolled into this room went through that door to come here. Usually, students don't wake up until their door is opened with a special key, but...

You were brought to Night Raven College, a place where magicians in the making with exceptional talents gather in the land of Twisted Wonderland; the most prestigious magician training academy. The only ones who could enroll to this school are those with excellent qualities as a magician, the ones who have been approved by the 'Mirror of Darkness', the same magic mirror from Snow White ... The chosen ones are called into this academy through the 'door', from all over the world.

In your place, you vaguely recall seeing a black carriage carrying a 'door' came to pick you up. You faintly recall a dark forest and a horse with a scary face. That black carriage, intended to pick up the new students chosen by the Mirror of Darkness, a special carriage carrying the door that leads to the academy. From time immemorial, it has been decided by conventional wisdom that carriages are used for pick-ups on special occasion.

And all this came from the mouth of the headmaster supervising this academy, the board chairman himself, Dire Crowley.

"The shape of thy soul is... I do not know."

"What did you just say?"

"I could not feel any magic wavelength from this one... Neither colors, nor shape, there are none of it. Therefore, this one is unworthy for any dorm!" The magic mirror spoke with such disdain.

"There's no way the black carriage would pick up a human who cannot use magic! In 100 years, there has not been any mistake in student selection. Why in the world..." Crowley was stumped.

You didn't know you would feel this crushed for something that wasn't even your fault. You were human, after all. But hearing the mirror say that, you felt so off from it. And it only got worse when he tried sending you back home.

"Mirror of Darkness! Guide this one to the place they belong!"

"Nowhere..."

"Eh?"

"The place where this one belongs... is nowhere in this world. It is nothing."

"What did you say? There's no way! Aah, today is truly a parade of impossible happenings. Since I became the headmaster, this is the first time something like this happened. What to do..." After telling him the name of your country, he again looked stumped. "I've never heard such a place before. I have a grasp of the birthplaces of students from all over the world, but I've never heard of that place before. Let's investigate it in the library."