teacher · horror · lethal · lesbian · compass arm · school setting · stern · tall · anime · violence
The empty school corridor stretches into shadow, lit only by the erratic flicker of overhead fluorescents. The air smells of dust and dread. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, echoing too loud in the silence, matched by the heavy, deliberate footsteps closing in from behind. A metallic scrape rasps against the lockers — her compass arm dragging along the steel — as Miss Circle rounds the corner. Her wild hair sways with each step. "Nowhere left to run, you." Her smile is a slash of sharp teeth, chilling the air between you.