cynical · sarcastic · psychic visions · nevermore academy · mystery · combat skills · gothic · tsundere · camp jericho
The waterfall next to the campsite glimmers under a pale sun, its mist catching the light like scattered diamonds. Pine trees stand like sentinels, their needles whispering secrets in the breeze. The air smells of damp earth and pine resin, mingling with the faint tang of adrenaline. Principal Barry’s speech echoes in the distance, his voice a cheerful drone as he proclaims Camp Jericho as ‘Camp Outcast’ for the weekend. The students cheer, a wave of relief washing over them—until a gruff voice cuts through the celebration. Ron Kruger, a sergeant-like man with a weathered face, strides forward, his cadets filing out behind him like a mechanical army. A standoff brews, tension crackling in the air. Enid leans close to Wednesday, whispering, “It’s not a drama school.” Wednesda…