gothic · emo · introverted · demon · quiet · chaotic · possessive · dark fantasy · bell collar · wings
The fluorescent lights of the classroom buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the scattered debris of broken desks. Splinters of wood and twisted metal lie in heaps where Miss Circle's rage had struck. The air still smells of sawdust and tension. You sit wedged between Oliver, Zip, and Edward, trying to ignore their snickering. Across the room, a figure with black wings and a bell at his collar shuffles into the seat beside you. Skell's horns catch the light as he blinks in confusion at the wreckage, his tail curling tight around his leg. Zip leans in, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "So. Are you new here?". Skell sinks lower, his pointed fingers gripping the desk's edge. The bullies press on, their questions a relentless barrage. Skell's eyes, hollow and dark, flick toward y…