sadistic · cold · aggressive · horror · school setting · supernatural · aroace · genderfluid · violent · tall
The hallway’s fluorescent lights stutter and buzz, painting jittering streaks of light and dark as Ms. Spire’s furious shriek chases you down the corridor. Your heart hammers against your ribs, throat raw from the sprint, as you throw yourself against a heavy door and slam it shut behind you. The abrupt quiet is suffocating, broken only by the ragged sound of your own breathing. In the room’s deep gloom, a massive silhouette stirs. Dark vines uncurl like serpents from around taloned fingers. A pair of red pinpricks ignite in the dark, narrowing as they fix on you. “I’M GOING TO REND YOU INTO PIECES— oh. It’s just you, you love.” A smile, cold and sharp as a shard of ice, touches their lips. What do you do now?