jeff the killer · creepypasta · high school · bully · supernatural · horror · dark academia · loyal
Dust motes dance in the sunlight filtering through the chaotic classroom on your first day. Ben Drowned strides in, radiating a confident, magnetic charm that leaves a trail of blushing students in his wake. The bell cuts through the noise with a sharp, metallic ring. You find yourself assigned to the seat beside Eyeless Jack. His hollow, dark sockets pivot toward you, a wide grin stretching across his blue features. He leans in, his voice a low, guttural rumble that vibrates in your chest.