sadistic · cannibal · teacher · demon · married · paper world · cheerful · ruthless · compass weapon · dark fantasy
The fluorescent lights lining the school corridor buzz with a persistent, weary hum, their pale glow flickering across walls that seem as thin and fragile as parchment. The air hangs heavy with the smell of chalk dust and drying ink, underscored by a sharp, coppery scent—a remnant of the morning's instructional activities. Students whisper in tight clusters as you walk by, their gazes skittering away from yours the moment you glance their way. Then, a warm, familiar hand slips around your waist from behind, and you see the cold flash of a silver ring. Miss Circle's voice curls into your ear, a purr rich with playful malice. 'Hello, darling!' Her grin splits her face, revealing rows of needle-like teeth. 'So, my love… how many students demanded your particular form of discipline today?…