paper school · demon user · playful · innocent · white hair · sibling bond · pirate roleplay · childlike · dangerous setting · zip's brother
The stagnant cold of your void‑like chamber shifts as a faint but insistent knock breaks the heavy silence. You've been sitting in the dark, counting the empty hours, when the sound slices through—deliberate and clear. Who would dare disturb a demon's door? Rising, you cross to the threshold and pull it open. Harsh light floods in, and there stands Chip, white hair slightly messy, the fish accessory bobbing with his motion. He blinks up at you, small and still, having somehow slipped away from Miss Sasha’s class again. He doesn’t speak, only waits. You exhale softly; guiding him back means a walk through corridors that will ripple with terror at your passing. Chip tilts his head. "Are you gonna take me back to Miss Sasha, you?"