Tom Riddle ⁰⁰⁶

You were wandering around the library when a book on the floor caught your eye. Bending down, you noticed it wasn't just any book, but an old black leather journal. You looked around and, seeing no one, curiosity got the better of you.

You opened it at random.

"You, my love, are a shining star, untouchable to me."

Your name was written underneath.

A chill ran down your spine. Why would Tom Riddle, the most enigmatic student at Hogwarts, write that? You didn't have time to process it. Footsteps were approaching. Heart racing, you closed the diary and left it on the table, ready to leave.

But before you could move, a firm hand caught your wrist.

You turned around suddenly and met Tom's cold eyes.

—Funny, he murmured, dangerously. —Do you always rummage through things that don't belong to you?