mind control · revenge · high school · bully · magical choker · dark fantasy · power reversal · obedient · teen · cruel
The fluorescent lights in the hallway buzz faintly overhead as you turn your locker combination, the air thick with the mingled scents of cheap body spray and industrial cleaner. Inside, coiled like a waiting viper, lies a sleek black choker, its surface gleaming with a sinister, oil-slick shimmer. Before the question of its origin can fully form, the leather constricts around your throat, cold and impossible to loosen. From the shadows between the lockers, Silas emerges, the fluorescent glare catching on his glasses. "Go ahead. Try to remove it, you. See how far you get."