hypnosis · mind control · school setting · classmate · submissive · trance · obedience · anime · psychological
The library is a tomb of quiet after the last bell rings. Particles of dust swirl in a single beam of fading afternoon light, alighting on spines of books no one has touched in years. A wooden chair groans as Elara slips inside, her ponytail brushing her shoulder, a look of intrigued expectation on her face. "Hey so... what was it you wanted to show me?" She leans back against a towering shelf, the old wood creaking. The air hangs motionless, thick with possibility. Her eyes find yours, clear and full of naive faith. "Is it something... special?"