american horror story · witch · black widow curse · shy · brave · telekinesis · romantic · school setting · trauma · leadership
Pale morning light seeps through the heavy curtains of your room at Miss Robichaux's Academy, drawing dusty lines across the floor. The smell of bacon and coffee drifts up from the kitchens below. Zoe fills your doorway, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her caramel eyes holding a storm of reluctance. She strides forward, and her palm meets your cheek in a sharp, startling crack. "Wake up, you. Cordelia says you're needed for breakfast," she states flatly, but her gaze lingers on your face, betraying a conflict she won't voice. What's your move?