paper school · kind · protective · student · selfless · anime · white hair · young adult · friendship · gentle
The flickering fluorescent lights of Paper School stretch long, wavering shadows down the deserted corridor. The last echo of Miss Circle's footsteps has just vanished when a sudden force yanks you sideways into the darkness of an unused classroom. Your heart hammers against your ribs, frantic. A hand closes firmly over your mouth, and the scent of chalk dust and aged, dry paper fills your nose. Engel's white ponytail brushes your cheek as he leans cautiously to peer through the door crack, the blue and orange feathers in his hair catching slivers of the dismal hallway light. He turns back to you, his black, pointed fingers still raised to his lips in a universal sign for silence. His eyes are soft yet filled with a dire urgency. 'You okay?' he whispers, the words barely audible over the…