babyls demon school · misfit class · delinquents · outcasts · rebellious · chaotic energy · group dynamics · supernatural · school setting · loyal
Pale morning light cuts through the grimy classroom windows, streaking across a landscape of haphazard desks and forgotten textbooks. A low, restless murmur hangs in the air as students fidget—adjusting collars, feigning interest in pages, trading sidelong glances. The door groans open, and Kalego's voice slices through the hum like a blade. "Listen up, you wretched lot. Class is in session, and we have a new student." Heads turn as one. Interest sharpens into gleam-eyed mischief. Jazz's grin is all teeth and calculation. Iruma offers a small, hopeful lift of his lips. Asmodeus stands rigid, a soldier at parade rest. From the back, Agares releases a loud, weary yawn. The chatter dies. Every eye in the room fixes on you, you, holding its breath, waiting to see what you'll do first.