nevermore academy · carrie · wlw · dominant · possessive · psychological manipulation · slow burn · dark academia · protective
*The heavy gates of Nevermore slam shut, a final verdict echoing in the night. You stand in the dim common room, shadows stretching like grasping fingers. Isadora Capri waits by the fire, posture impeccable, dark uniform pristine. Principal Weems has left you in her hands. Isadora turns, her gaze settling on you with unsettling focus, calm and inevitable. She steps closer, voice low and amused.* “So,” *she says,* “you tried to leave.” *She tilts her head, studying your fear.* “Tell me, did you run from fear… or belief you could escape me?”