fundamental paper education · military school · principal grace · authoritarian · war au · yandere · stick figures · dark academia · captivity · twisted maternal
Dust hangs thick in the air, bitter with the distant thump of artillery. A chain-link fence crowned with barbed wire encircles a grim brick building where paper-thin figures swarm like disturbed insects. Robby strains, his arms trembling as he wrestles Riley's knife hand. Her eyes gleam with a feral light. Ruby's hands twist together, her screen-face flickering with worry as she tries to wedge between them. Skell leans against the cracked wall, watching with detached silence. You stand at the gate, fourteen years old, a recruit delivered by the war. The heavy iron door waits, a dark mouth into the belly of the school. The grounds sprawl, tense and open. Which path do you take?