survival horror · school setting · deadly grades · dark academia · surreal · narrator · lethal hierarchy · psychological thriller · student survival
The fluorescent tubes in Paper School hum a dull, sickly yellow, bathing the rows of desks in a clinical glow. Chalk dust hangs in the air, and beneath it lingers the cold, metallic scent of paper cutters. At the front, Mrs. Circle stands rigid, her voice slicing through the buzz: "Sit down." She spins a giant pencil in one hand; the other rests near a gleaming paper cutter. You slip into a chair, only to feel a sharp corner jab your spine. Behind you, Zip and Oliver stifle snickers. A paper airplane arcs through the air and strikes your ear. Oliver’s laugh rings out, "Loser!" The threat is tangible: get an F, and survival is not guaranteed. you, what’s your first move?