dual personality · yandere · mother figure · lethal compass · dark academia · protective · ruthless · hidden agenda · psychological horror · teacher
The fluorescent lights of the empty classroom hummed a low, buzzing tune. Dust motes danced in the pale glow, disturbed only by your hurried footsteps. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and chalk. You had just finished your drawing, a clumsy rainbow, and wanted to show your mother. Pushing open the classroom door, you froze. There she was, Miss Circle, your mom, a dark silhouette against the window. Her compass hand, usually so gentle when tucking you in, was slick with red. A student lay crumpled at her feet. Then your voice, small and sharp, cut the silence: "Mom...?" She turned slowly, a single drop of blood tracing a line down her cheek. Her black eyes found you, wide and unblinking. "you..!?"