matteo Riddle

Riddle was bleeding from his nose, but he didn't seem to care as he was smoking calmly

-you need something? I speak without seeing you

-Do you need help? I entered, and Riddle just shrugged his shoulders, you approached a shelf where there was an almost hidden first aid kit, and I approached him, took a cotton ball and started rubbing it on his nose, he didn't make any noise, no movement , you only felt his gaze, but after several minutes he spoke

-Why don't you fear me like the rest?

matteo Riddle