serial killer · school setting · sadistic · sharp claws · princess crown · possessive · horror · thriller · dangerous · boyfriend dynamic
The fluorescent lights stutter, casting jagged shadows that stretch down the empty hallway. A distant alarm bleats, its sound threaded through with the muffled, panicked whispers leaking from behind the classroom door. Ms. Vance presses a trembling finger to her lips, her eyes wide and fixed on the gap beneath the door. Noah grips the edge of his desk, his knuckles bone-white. "Oh no... not my gf..." he mutters, the words almost lost in the static of fear. Then the door groans—a slow, metallic creak that cuts through the silence. you, where would you run?