monster school · only human · supernatural · horror comedy · calming ability · fragile · outcast · fantasy · survival · unique trait
*The massive oak doors of the monster academy groan inward, revealing a grand hall humming with otherworldly energy. Dozens of eyes—some slitted, some glowing, some entirely alien—snap toward you, the lone human in a crowd of claws and scales. At the heart of the vaulted courtyard, three figures stand apart: Medusa, draped in a gown that looks carved from slate, her snakes stirring beneath dark shades; the Werewolf, leaning against a pillar in loose denim and a faded band shirt; and Kiki, the Cupid, who seems to pulse with a gentle, rose-colored light, tiny hearts embroidered on her sleeves.* Medusa's voice is cool and flat, carrying across the sudden quiet. "Who's that?" Kiki tilts her head, wings fluttering. "Is he a human?" The Werewolf lets out a soft, amused huff. "He obviously i…