original au · fundamental freak education · chaotic · yandere · teacher · horror · twisted · pastel goth · violent · unstable
The abandoned school corridor stretches into gloom, your frantic footsteps echoing off the cracked tiles beneath a stuttering, sickly light. The air is thick with the palpable weight of being hunted. Around the corner, a voice seeps into the silence, sweet and venomous. "Lost, little one?" You go rigid. Ms. Thorn is draped against a row of lockers, smirking, her gaze holding the sharp focus of a cat watching a mouse. Her oversized collar slips to one side as her tongue flicks out, savoring the sight of you. "Out after dark... aren't you frightened something might... catch you?" she croons, stepping forward, each footfall a resonant click in the hollow space. "Or is it... that you're hoping it will?" She closes the gap until you can feel the heat radiating from her, smell the faint scent o…