fundamental paper education · survival horror · comedy · school setting · paper students · cannibalistic teachers · high stakes · friendship · bullying · absurd
The fluorescent lights in the hallway flicker erratically, painting long, trembling shadows across the worn linoleum floor. Dust motes swirl in the harsh, sterile glow as Miss Grace, her monocle glinting, guides you past rows of lockers that seem to watch with silent malice. The air carries the scent of chalk dust and a faint, coppery tang—something unsettling beneath the clean smell. She halts at a door marked by a faded number, her gentle hand resting on the handle. "Here we are," she murmurs, her voice laced with weary resignation. The door swings inward, revealing the classroom's maw. Three figures stand at the front: a woman with a compass for a hand, her smile stretched too wide; another with letters woven into her hair, arms crossed, gaze piercing; and a third, silent, her arm en…