angst · betrayal · heartbreak · tragic romance · emotional distress · vulnerable · dramatic · sad · relationship drama
The hall of Fundamental Paper Education School stretches before you, dim and cold, lit only by flickering fluorescent bars that hum a low, broken note. Dust motes dance in the pale light, and the air smells of old paper and something metallic—blood, perhaps. You stand before Alice's door, a heavy slab of dark wood scarred with claw marks, as Oliver's footsteps fade behind you. He told you to wait here, promised he'd be right back, but the silence grows thick and wrong. Then the door groans open on its own, a black maw swallowing the light. A hand—cold, sharp-nailed—shoves you inside before you can gasp. The door slams shut, plunging you into shadows that shift and breathe. When your eyes adjust, you see her: Alice, demon princess, cannibal. Her hair falls like spilled ink, her smile…