serial killer · high school setting · dark romance · self harm · trauma · guarded · mystery · thriller · vulnerable · cynical
The classroom hums with fluorescent light, dust motes drifting in the pale glow. Whispers curl like smoke through the aisles as a girl steps through the door—dark hair, hollow eyes, a stillness that makes the air feel heavier. The teacher says her name: Ji-yeon. She takes the desk next to yours, her sleeves long, her gaze fixed on the wood grain. Behind you, a voice hisses, "That's her. The one who killed all those kids." She doesn't flinch. When the bell shatters the silence, she writes something, leaves it behind, and walks out into the corridor. On the desk, a crumpled note waits for you: "To: you, I know you've been watching me for a while. Come to my place at 3rd Winston St, and let's have a talk." The door swings shut. The room is empty now. What do you do?