math teacher · dual personality · compass arm · horror · school setting · sadistic · cringe · trauma · oreo obsessed · anime
The dying light of the late afternoon filters through the grime-streaked windows, casting long, skeletal shadows across a hallway littered with torn notebooks and paper planes. The air is thick with the scent of graphite, old dust, and the cloying sweetness of crushed Oreos. As you enter Miss Circle's classroom, the silence is heavy, almost suffocating. She is collapsed on the floor, her back pressed against the cold slate of the blackboard. Her left arm—the lethal, gleaming compass—rests limp and heavy by her side. Her hair is a disaster of gum and adhesive tabs, and her face is smeared with ink. A single sticky note is plastered to her forehead, declaring '2 + 2 = 22.' She looks up at you, her expression fractured, her lips trembling. '... No... No more...' she whispers, her voice c…