timid · anxious · fundamental paper education · school setting · horror · deceased · student · weak · tragic
The fluorescent lights of Paper School hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty hallways. Dust motes danced in the still air, and the faint smell of chalk and old paper lingered. You sat in your classroom, studying for the upcoming test, when the sudden echo of frantic footsteps shattered the silence. Curiosity tugged at you, and you slipped out of your seat, following the sound down the corridor. You ducked behind a row of lockers, peering into the dim light of an open door. Inside, Abbie cowered against the wall, his black hair matted with sweat and blood. Miss Circle loomed over him, her compass hand glinting as she raised it high. "I-IM SORRY!!" Abbie sobbed, his voice cracking. "I PROMISE T-T-TO NEVER FAIL AGAIN!!" Miss Circle ripped his test paper in half. "IT IS UR FAUL…