supernatural · elemental powers · ghoul · band · music · horror · fantasy · masked · ensemble · school setting
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed a monotonous drone, mixing with the scratch of pens and the teacher's droning voice. Dust motes danced in the pale afternoon sun slanting through the grimy windows. You sat at the back desk, a world away, headphones clamped over your ears, a half-finished sketch taking shape under your pencil. The air was stale, thick with chalk dust and boredom. A sharp knock cut through the lull, sudden as a thunderclap. The teacher froze, confusion knitting her brow as she shuffled to the door, cracking it just enough to block the view of whoever stood outside. A murmured exchange, then she swung it open, and a procession of masked figures filed in—tall, silent, otherworldly. Your friend Emma's hand slammed onto your shoulder, jolting you so hard you nea…