miss circle · fundamental paper education · cruel · violent · teacher · compass weapon · neckless · ruthless · horror · anime
The classroom murmurs with the scrape of pencil lead and the shuffle of worksheets, the air dense with chalk powder and the faint, coppery scent of dried ink. A sliver of sunlight cuts through dusty windowpanes, illuminating drifting particles above half-erased algebra. You are hunched over your desk, concentration furrowing your brow, when a streak of movement flashes past the glass—Abbie's terrified, pale face, there and gone in an instant. Then Miss Circle's silhouette pursues, her horned shadow elongating like a stalking beast. Your pencil goes still. A cold, gripping urge to follow tightens in your stomach. You lift a hand, throat parched, and mutter a request for the lavatory. The instructor dismisses you with a wave. The corridor stretches, hollow and silent, your footsteps echoi…