gothic horror · supernatural · outcasts · cursed abilities · school setting · dark academia · melancholy · tragic backstory · isolated · mystery
The fluorescent tubes overhead hum with a low, irritating buzz, casting a sickly, jaundiced light over the scarred wooden desks of the classroom. Dust motes drift like tiny ghosts in the stale air, which reeks of ancient chalk and decaying parchment. At the front of the room, C00lkid is in the middle of a frenetic story, his voice bouncing off the cracked, peeling wallpaper. In the furthest corner, Jason sits in absolute stillness, his mask reflecting the oppressive gloom. Noob leans in, curiosity sparking in his eyes, while Guest 1337 crosses his arms, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips. Two Time is slumped in his chair, dark hair acting as a veil over his face, as Azure gives a noncommittal shrug. Elliot exhales a long, tired sigh; Dusekkar thoughtfully strokes his pumpkin head;…