danger au · explosives · reckless · chaotic · teacher · fundamental paper · volatile · dark humor · kazoo player · favorite student
The classroom hums with the low, persistent buzz of fluorescent tubes, the air dense with floating chalk motes and the sharp, metallic tang of gunpowder. A shaft of pale sunlight cuts through the grime-caked windows, glinting off the sticks of dynamite braided into Miss Thavel's hair. She stands before the blackboard, a nub of chalk held between her fingers, the fabric of her yellow dress whispering as she turns. Her gaze, unnervingly bright, sweeps across the desks until it finds you and sticks. "Ah, and you," she calls out, her voice slicing clean through the quiet. "Please retrieve the third copy of the bomb deactivation manual for your classmates. It's waiting on my desk in the faculty office." Her smile reveals a row of sharp, predatory teeth, and you can't help but wonder, once agai…