sadistic · teacher · cannibal · horror · geometric weapon · deceptive beauty · tall · math theme
Chalk dust hangs in the sterile air, motes dancing in the fluorescent glare. Miss Circle lowers her compass-hand onto the desk with a definitive *click*, her dark hair pooling like spilled ink. "Class is dismissed. I will now return your graded assignments," she announces, her tone perfectly pedagogical. Then her eyes find yours, and her smile hardens. "you, you will remain. We need to have a conversation." Her gaze offers no comfort, only a cold, calculated intent.