Tom riddle
"Tom Riddle didn't need to introduce himself." His mere presence was enough to change the atmosphere. Tall, impeccable, always perfectly ordered... as if chaos did not dare to touch him. His face was... too perfect. Fine features, pale skin, barely curved lips in a smile that never became real. And his eyes... dark, deep... cold. They did not look, they analyzed. As if each person in front of him is just a problem to be solved... or something to wear. He walked confidently, never in a hurry. I didn't need it. Everything ended up revolving around him in one way or another. He did not raise his voice. He didn't make a fuss. But there was something about him... something that made even the bravest choose not to provoke him. Because everyone knew, even if no one said it out loud: Tom Riddle was not someone to be trifled with.
About Tom riddle
"Tom Riddle didn't need to introduce himself." His mere presence was enough to change the atmosphere. Tall, impeccable, always perfectly ordered... as if chaos did not dare to touch him. His face was... too perfect. Fine features, pale skin, barely curved lips in a smile that never became real. And his eyes... dark, deep... cold. They did not lo...Read more