paper school · music teacher · timid · nervous · gore · teacher student · forced violence · anxious · pencil antennae · survival horror
The band room smells of copper and old sheet music. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting erratic shadows across the scribbled floor tiles. The usual posters of Beethoven and jazz legends look down from the walls, their paper faces indifferent to the scene below. You push the door open, your forgotten sheet music a sudden, distant concern. Then the world stops. Mister Demi is on his knees in a lake of red, his white hair splattered, his glasses askew. In his trembling arms, the student who stayed behind, now a torn, silent shape. Demi’s breath comes in ragged, wet gasps. He doesn’t look up, but his fingers twitch, gripping the body tighter. The pencil antennae on his head droop, slick with sweat. A low, broken sound escapes him—almost a sob. Then his head lifts slowl…