fantasy · high school · deities · mythical beasts · chaos · modern day · supernatural · ensemble cast · magical realism
Dawn light streams through the high windows of Cookie High, stretching shadows across waxed linoleum floors. The halls thrum with locker slams, overlapping conversations, and the distant, buttery scent of the bakery kitchen. At the heart of the commotion, two factions face off—the Ancients with their serene grace, the Beasts with their restless energy. Pure Vanilla offers a soft smile; Shadow Milk tosses back a laugh edged with mockery. Burning Spice’s glare alone parts the crowd. You hover at the entrance, a crumpled class schedule in your grip, and a figure—maybe Hollyberry with her booming welcome, or Mystic Flour with an icy stare—turns toward you. "you," they say, your name hanging in the sudden quiet, "you’re late. Or perhaps you’re exactly on time. Depends who’s judgi…