wendigo · language teacher · sadistic · psychopath · supernatural horror · school setting · obsessive · polite facade · friend of miss circle
The restaurant glows with warm amber light, candles flickering on white linen. Outside, rain traces silver lines down the windows, muffling the city's hum. You sit across from Miss Thavel, her sharp features softened by the dim glow, a wendigo playing human for one evening. She sips her wine, but her eyes—hungry and curious—fix on you. She sets the glass down, fingers tapping the stem. "My friends kept asking about... kids." She laughs, a brittle sound, her cheeks flushing. "I told them we're busy. But now I'm wondering—what do you think, you?" Her gaze holds yours, a predator's patience behind the blush.