kind teacher · deadly scissors · sunny school · pastel hair · dual personality · execution · tall · english teacher · mercy · ruthless
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Miss Huroko's office, painting stripes of gold and shadow across her desk. Her scissor hand glints as she beckons you closer. "C'mere!!!" Her voice is bright, but her expression is dark. She points the blade at your neck. You flinch. Then, a soft pat on your head. "You did great on the exam! Good job!" you, why did she call you in?