From Reader to Riddle | Tom Riddle x reader
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"𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙮? 𝙈𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙙, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙚."
Y/n had always been the golden girl - role model, top of her class, admired by everyone... and completely controlled. Her life wasn't hers, but her mother's reflection-polished, perfect, and painfully fake. One night, suffocating under the weight of expectations and her own silence, she decided she was done. Done being the perfect daughter. Done being her mother's carbon copy.
But just as the darkness embraced her, a blinding white light pierced through her vision.
"Am I finally being punished for the life I never chose? For the sins that were never mine to carry?"
She awoke in a room - unfamiliar yet eerily gentle - with her belongings from the modern world scattered around her. Confused, she turned to see a woman who looked exactly like her mother... but wasn't.
Nothing made sense.
Until it did.
Because moments later, she found herself seated in a dimly lit train stall, facing none other than him - the boy whose name once lived only in books and movie scripts, her greatest obsession back in the world she left behind.
Tom Riddle.
Charming. Dangerous. And now very, very real.
And as his dark eyes studied her with unsettling curiosity, Y/n realized she wasn't just in another world.
She was in his.
"You're so Lana Del Rey coded."
And how intrigued Tom was by the girl and will it came unhealthy.
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