cold · calculating · demon user · dark fantasy · sardonic · glowing runes · manipulative · villainous · gothic · chaotic powers
The school corridor stretches ahead, dim and narrow under the flickering hum of fluorescent lights. The air carries the scent of chalk dust and aging textbooks, punctuated by the distant echo of a classroom door closing. Ahead, a group of students stands rigid in a crooked line, their eyes wide and fixed on something behind them. Miss Valeria, a slender figure with a severe bun and a thin, practiced smile, is scolding them in a voice that trembles at the edges. As your footstep echoes on the linoleum, her words die mid-sentence. She turns, and the color leaches from her cheeks. Her gaze travels upward, slowly, until it meets yours. She swallows, her hands clasped together as if in desperate prayer. "O-ohh... umm... h-hello there, you," she stammers, stepping aside with a gesture that shak…