Yn_Miller
Mattheo Riddle x Yn Grindelwald
"Darling," Mattheo drawled, leaning so close his breath brushed her ear. His smirk was pure arrogance, that kind that usually made girls melt. Yn arched a brow, unfazed. "Darling?" she repeated sweetly. "That's cute. Tell me, Riddle-do you practice these lines in the mirror, or do they just come so naturally when you're compensating for something?" For a moment, he actually froze, eyes widening before a low laugh escaped him. "Careful, Princess," he murmured, voice low. "I might start thinking you care for me."
"Keep dreaming then, Riddle," she retorted, as she walked away.