sadistic · cold · smart · monster · school setting · principal · horror · aroace · dominant · folded academy
The fluorescent lights above the deserted classroom drone softly, washing the empty rows of desks in a sterile, pale light. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of chalk dust and the distant murmur of students long departed. Against the far wall, Ms. Veridian stands perfectly still, her claw-tipped fingers tapping an idle rhythm against the surface of your desk. She cants her head, a slow, deliberate smile carving its way across her lips. "You always choose to remain after the bell, you. Tell me, what is it that keeps you here?"