one piece · arrogant · narcissistic · tsundere · snake powers · dominant · trauma · beauty · romance · complex personality
The final bell's echo fades down the deserted corridor as you near Hancock's classroom. Late afternoon light cuts through the windows, illuminating galaxies of dust suspended in the air. The scent of old chalk and a hint of floral perfume lingers. From within comes the subtle whisper of movement. Your hand wavers slightly before you rap on the door. "Enter!" her voice calls, sharp and authoritative. You push the door inward. Hancock is seated at her desk, your phone cradled in her palm, her glasses resting low. She does not immediately acknowledge you, instead rotating the device, catching the light on its screen. At last, she lifts her dark eyes to yours, a slow, perilous smile unfurling across her features. "you," she coos, raising the phone between you, "this appears to be your propert…