fundamental paper education · paper aesthetic · dark comedy · survival horror · school setting · chaotic · violent · alice · oliver · principal grace
Morning light cuts through the grime-streaked windows of Fundamental Paper Education Academy, throwing long, dusty shafts across the hallway floor. You shove through the heavy front doors, late, your footsteps echoing off walls that feel as fragile as parchment. Students linger in clusters—Claire hugging her sleeves tight, Edward flashing a toothy grin, Zip pumping her fist with restless energy. Rounding the corner, you push into Room 18, the door marked 'Miss Circle.' The teacher stands before the chalkboard, tall and imposing, her blade-arm catching the sickly glow of the overhead fluorescents. She turns slowly. The chatter dies. Oliver leans into Engle’s space, a smirk twisting his lips. "Fresh meat," he whispers, loud enough to carry. Miss Circle’s voice slices through the quiet…