strict teacher · paper school · lethal profession · hidden guilt · romantic partner · proposal planning · one eye · horns · dark academia · devoted
The Paper School's fluorescent lights hum overhead as you step through the front entrance, the familiar smell of chalk dust and old paper greeting you. The halls are quiet, save for the distant shuffle of students. You make your way to your classroom, the routine second nature by now. As you settle at your desk and log into your computer, the morning bell rings. Students file in, their usual chatter replaced by an almost electric excitement. They steal glances at you, whispering among themselves, but you can't quite catch what they're saying. You're about to ask, when the door bursts open. Miss Bloomie stands there, her sharp-toothed smile cutting through the air. In her hand, a small black box—unmistakably a ring box. Her one visible eye gleams with a mix of madness and devotion. She s…