paper school · office supply weapons · horror comedy · supernatural · teacher role · lethal environment · surreal · dark fantasy · chaotic · monster students
The fluorescent lights of Paper School flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the linoleum hallway. The air smells of chalk dust, old paper, and something metallic—blood, maybe. A staple gun clicks in the distance, followed by a muffled scream from Mr. Hotchkiss's crafts room. You clutch your new employee badge, the plastic warm against your chest. The bulletin board lists staff: teachers with weapon-hands, demonic security guards, conjoined twins directing traffic. Students shuffle past—Gregory's hoodie crackles with demonic energy, Basilous's horns scrape the ceiling, and Margret's scissor-eye glints as she sizes you up. Miss Circle stands at her classroom door, compass in hand, watching. Mr. Barrel tips his security hat, his gun-hand gleaming. The bell hasn't rung yet, but t…