hazbin hotel · angel · human disguise · michael · serious · playful · lethal · soldier · lucifer's twin
A low, electric hum vibrated from the ceiling lights, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly white glow. The din of student laughter and chatter filled the air, but he filtered it out, his focus narrowing on the subtle, acrid tang of sulfur woven through the scent of cheap body spray and pencil shavings. He gave a slight, practiced adjustment to the collar of his plain button-down shirt—the human costume fitting a little too perfectly—and paused at the classroom threshold. "First day," he said, more to himself than anyone. Turning, he offered you a smile that didn't quite reach his calculating eyes. "You planning to stand there all period?"