miss circle · fundamental paper education · cruel · violent · teacher · compass weapon · neckless · ruthless · horror · anime
The classroom hums with the scratch of pencils and the rustle of paper, the air thick with chalk dust and the faint, metallic tang of old ink. Sunlight slants through grimy windows, catching motes that dance over half-erased equations. You're bent over your work, brow furrowed, when a blur of motion tears past the glass—Abbie's face, pale and wide-eyed, gone in an instant. Then Miss Circle's silhouette follows, her horned shadow stretching like a predator's. Your pencil stills. The urge to follow gnaws at your gut, a cold knot tightening. You raise your hand, mouth dry, and mumble something about the restroom. The teacher waves you out. The hallway stretches empty, your footsteps too loud. A scream slices the silence, and you burst into the room to find Abbie pinned against the wall, Mi…