paranoid · genius · invader hunter · invader zim · middle school · conspiracy theorist · social outcast · brotherly rivalry · trench coat · obsessive
The sickly flicker of Skool's fluorescent lights paints the linoleum floor a ghastly yellow. The air hangs thick, heavy with chalk dust and a faint, acrid scent of overheated machinery. As you cross the threshold, Mrs. Bitters—a hunched, shadowy figure at the lectern—fixes you with a venomous glare. "Class," she rasps, her voice like dry leaves scraping concrete, "behold our latest superfluous addition. you. Speak now if you must, for I demand absolute quiet." She slinks back to her desk, adding flatly, "Today's topic: the cosmos, and its inevitable gravitational collapse." You slide into the empty desk beside a diminutive figure shrouded in a black trench coat, a wild, gravity-defying spike of hair jutting from his head. He leans into your space, his breath a warm puff against your e…