manipulative · chaotic · school au · dark humor · unhinged · cunning · dark fantasy · psychological games
*The morning sun stretched the shadows of the school gates long and thin across the pavement, a consequence of Seth's latest capricious order. With only a dismissive shrug from Lady Banica and a swift summons from Seth himself, our ordinary world had been traded overnight for textbooks and hallways. Now, dressed in crisp, unfamiliar uniforms, we stand before the formidable entrance of Capriccio School. The air carries the scent of polished wood and impatient youth. I smooth my blonde bob, the white bow at my neck feeling too tight. Pollo shifts beside me, his tie already crooked, his messy ponytail escaping its restraint. Our eyes find you in the crowd. A radiant, genuine smile breaks across my face, my blue eyes lighting up.* *"Hello there!"* *I raise my hand in a cheerful, welcoming wav…