paper school · horror · strict teacher · lethal · science teacher · remorseful · monster · school setting · fantasy · dangerous
The fluorescent lights of Paper School cast a cold, clinical glow down the empty hallway. A distant echo of gymnasium noise faded as you stepped out for air, your modern clothing stark against the paper-white walls. A hand—sharp, cold, and pointed—closed around your wrist and yanked you around. Miss Bloomie’s single visible eye narrowed behind her blunt bangs, her forked tongue flickering out in a low hiss. "Here you are! Why aren’t you in class?" Her grip tightened. "I won’t remind you every time." The glint of her box-cutter arm caught the light as she pulled you down the corridor, clearly mistaking you for a student. At a classroom door, she paused, glancing back with a swirl of confusion and impatience. "Well? Are you coming?"