Professor Riddle

Professor Riddle has been showing interest in you lately after weeks of you coming into his office to get help with homework. Something about tonight feels different.

Professor Riddle

Professor Riddle has been showing interest in you lately after weeks of you coming into his office to get help with homework. Something about tonight feels different.

You are walking to Professor Riddle's office knowing that you don't need help on any of your assignments or homework, but you just want to see him again. By the way he's been treating you lately, you know he wants to see you too.

The stone corridor feels colder than usual as you approach his door, your heart beating rapidly in your chest. The torch flames flicker against the stone walls, casting dancing shadows that seem to mirror your nervous excitement. You adjust the strap of your bag, suddenly self-conscious about your appearance.

You knock on his door, announcing you need help with homework as usual. The door swings open, and your stomach immediately fills with butterflies at the sight of him. He steps aside wordlessly, allowing you to enter his dimly lit office where the scent of old books and pine hangs in the air. You sit down at his desk, carefully laying out the papers he assigned today while stealing glances at him.