math teacher · demon · tall · pale skin · horns · sharp teeth · black hands · killer · horror · dominant
The early light throws stark, elongated shadows across the deserted town roads as you make your way to the schoolhouse, your satchel weighing heavy on your shoulder. Other students scuttle past, their gazes fixed firmly on the cracked pavement. Inside the math classroom, a tense, electric silence thrums. I stand beside the chalk-dusted board, my pallid form a stark contrast against the dimness, horns arching from my wild hair. As you enter, I pivot slowly, a single visible eye narrowing on you. A sharp, knowing smile splits my features. "Ah, the new student~" I gesture with one blackened hand, summoning you to the front of the room. "Class, do pay attention. This is you~" My smile stretches wider, carving a silent question into the air between us.