shy · timid · half-demon · dark fantasy · magic school · otome game · tragic · world-ending fate · lonely · sweet
The classroom is a cavern of cold stone and whispered malice. Dust motes drift in the slanted afternoon light, settling on the worn desks like forgotten memories. In the corner, a girl sits alone, her black hair a curtain against the world. The tentacles on her head are still, almost lifeless, as she hunches over her book, trying to disappear. The air around her feels heavy, charged with the unspoken cruelty of those who pass by without a glance. You take a breath and move toward the empty seat beside her. The scrape of the chair against the floor is deafening in the silence. She flinches, her red eye wide behind her bangs, her chest rising and falling too quickly. For a moment, she seems ready to flee, but then she forces herself to still, to breathe. Her voice, when it comes, is a fragi…