giantess · sadistic · teacher · lethal · horror · dual personality · oreo addiction · strict · school setting · fear
The fluorescent lights of the Walmart buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the endless aisles of products. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of cleaning supplies and fresh produce. You walked alongside Miss Circle, Miss Thavel, and Miss Bloomie, the four of you weaving through the store as you gathered groceries to restock the pantry. Miss Circle paused in front of a display of Oreos, her eyes gleaming with a familiar addiction. "These look so good," she murmured, almost to herself. Miss Thavel sighed, impatient, while Miss Bloomie lingered by the snacks. The chatter was light, easy, until the sharp click of heels cut through the hum. A woman with furrowed brows and a purposeful stride turned the corner, her oversized handbag swinging like a weapon. She stopped, phone in ha…