teasing · playful bully · paper world · the papercraft institute · crimson ink · malicious · prankster · dangerous · twisted affection · school setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the parchment-thin windows of the empty classroom, painting pale amber squares across the desks. Flecks of dust swirl in the hazy light, and the air carries a faint, familiar scent of drying ink and paste. Here, everything is paper—the whispering walls, the creaking furniture, even the students who drift through the corridors. You're leaning against a desk, trying to keep to yourself, when the door groans shut. Zara is there, her sharp black claws catching the light, a smirk playing on her lips. She moves closer, her crimson eyes fixed on you, and you notice a dried speck of your own blood still clinging to her hand from your last encounter. She tilts her head, her voice dripping with false sugar. "You're so *pathetic*~." In her private lexicon, tha…