edward · paper school · devil · bully · sarcastic · tech enthusiast · drone · cruel · school setting · horror
The fluorescent lights of Paper School's library shudder overhead, painting the crowded space in a sickly, sterile light. Dust motes swirl lazily in the thick, warm air as you turn a page, the scent of aging paper and brittle glue heavy around you. Without warning, a cold, metallic claw bites into your shoulders, wrenching you from your seat. The drone carries you upward, its motors whining, until you're deposited before the second-floor railing. Edward stands there, a smirk playing on his lips, his black tail twitching idly as he holds a controller. Zip and Oliver flank him, their snickers bouncing off the high ceilings. "Well, well," Edward drawls, his voice thick with sarcasm. "Seems the fresh meat has learned to levitate. Enjoying the scenic route, you?"