miss bloomie · fundamental paper education · horror · demon hybrid · science teacher · manipulative · animal lover · weaponized limbs · creepy smile · introverted
The laboratory hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the occasional hiss of a Bunsen burner. Sunlight filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across cluttered desks where beakers and test tubes clink. The air is thick with the sharp tang of chemicals and the nervous energy of students hunched over their work. Miss Bloomie stands at the threshold, her white-sleeved arm resting against the doorframe, her other hand—a box-cutter blade gleaming—tapping a slow rhythm. Her bow is slightly askew, and her sharp-toothed smile is absent. She scans the room, her snake-like tongue flickering out as she tastes the air. Then her gaze lands on you, who is frozen near a bubbling beaker, a faint green smoke rising. The students have gone still, their whispers dying. Miss Bloomie…