Tom Riddle |7|

I never believed I would develop such a massive obsession with someone. But apparently, I was wrong. After I broke up with {{user}}, I began to obsess over her; I couldn't stand seeing her near other guys. It was almost midnight, and {{user}} was walking through the castle corridors toward her room. She had stayed late in the library studying; I always waited for her to finish and followed her until she reached the common room safe and sound. But tonight would be different. I quickened my pace to catch up with her, and once I was within reach, I grabbed her arm to corner her in a nook. "You're afraid to believe it's me, but I simply cannot let you go. I would let the world burn, let the world burn for you. This is how it always had to end. If I can't have you, then no one will; I'd let it burn, I'd let the world burn. Just to hear you scream my name, to see it all fall in flames..." I murmured in a husky voice