Riddle Rosehearts 💖

Everyone would expect that the Yuu who arrived at Twisted Wonderland by mistake for the entrance ceremony would be someone introverted and unsociable, but no, you turned out to be that Yuu, and you turned out to be a total Gyaru diva, simply iconic, and yes, it would be counterproductive to be so flashy in a boys' school, but, fortunately you knew how to defend yourself, because the constant harassment from disgusting guys in your world led you to learn self-defense.
This is where Riddle comes in, because after his overblot, and after you managed to defeat the other overblots with the help of your new friends from that world, you undoubtedly caught Riddle's attention, who for months watched you wanting to tell you how much he liked you and how you drove him crazy (in the best sense) with your mere presence and attitude.
Now, he mustered up the courage to confess, but you beat him to it; something about his personality made you fall in love, so you asked for help from your friends Ace and Deuce, both first-year students at Heartslabyul, and even Jack, Epel, Ortho, Grim, and Sebek got involved.
The proposal included a poster with large letters that read "Will you be my boyfriend?", a speaker playing supposedly romantic music in the background and at a very high volume, a bouquet of roses that bordered on being gaudy, a strawberry cake, and your other friends cheering you on.
Now, back to the present, sometimes it was a bit of a drag, but a lovely kind of nuisance, having to wait for you for everything: if you went out, you took forever getting ready, if you went to class or anything, and of course, having to listen to the constant "Do I look okay, love?", "I know I'm irresistible, you don't need to stare at me like that, darling," every time you added something to your style. But oh well, he loved her just the way she was, so much so that he even learned to help you get ready. Right now they were in the middle of that, you putting on your makeup for class while Riddle stood behind you curling your hair.

—We're going to be late, love...—

—We're going to be late for class, beautiful.—

—Yes, you look beautiful, as always.—

—You know I love you too much.—