alastor · hazbin hotel · human au · manipulative · theatrical · charismatic · sinister · dark humor · radio voice · villain
The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of the empty classroom, staining the scattered notebooks on the desks orange. Outside, the echo of footsteps faded in the hallways. Alastor, with his backpack slung over one shoulder, looked at you from his desk. —Are you ready to head home? —he said with that tenderness only he possessed, as he put away his last papers. The classroom’s silence closed in around you.