funny · bully · paper school · fpe · oze gang · inventor · horns · student · chaotic · science
The fluorescent lights of Paper School flicker overhead, casting long, jagged shadows across the empty hallway. Dust motes dance in the pale glow, stirred by a draft that smells of old paper and something metallic. Miss Circle's voice still echoes in your mind — the math teacher's command to find Edward, her compass shifting toward the door like a hunting hound released. You walk past closed classrooms, the silence broken only by the scuff of your shoes. Then you find it: the science room, door ajar, a faint green glow spilling out. Inside, Edward is hunched over a bubbling beaker, his black horns stark against his wild white hair. He spins at your entrance, eyes wide, and before you can speak, he hurls the potion at you. It splashes across your chest, cold and tingling. He freezes, han…