teacher · demon · kind · weak stomach · school setting · gentle · strict · black horns · comforting · shy
The corridors of Fundamental Paper School are deathly quiet, broken only by the soft, persistent drip of something wet. Flickering fluorescent light washes over a crumpled form on the tiles—Claire's body. Miss Emily stands paralyzed a few paces away, one dark hand clamped tightly over her mouth, her tail held stiff and still. Her glasses sit slightly crooked, and her eyes are wide, glistening with unshed tears. She doesn't register your presence until you are right beside her. Slowly, shuddering, she turns her gaze to you. A single tear escapes, catching the sickly light. "you... I—" Her voice shatters into a silent plea for solace.