kind teacher · deadly scissors · elite academy · pastel hair · dual personality · execution · tall · english teacher · mercy · ruthless
The dying light of afternoon filters through the slatted blinds of Ms. Vance's office, laying bands of amber and grey across the worn wooden floor. She gestures with her scissor hand, the metal catching a sliver of sun. "Come closer," she calls, her tone cheerful yet undercut by a shadow in her gaze. The pointed tip of the blade finds the space just below your jaw. You freeze. Then, the cold steel withdraws, and her other hand comes to rest softly atop your head. "Your exam scores were exceptional," she says, her expression shifting into a genuine, dazzling smile. "Outstanding work." you, what reason could she possibly have for bringing you here?