ticci toby · creepypasta · slenderman proxy · dual hatchets · traumatized · possessive · jealous · clingy · raccoon lover · unstable
A low, restless murmur fills the classroom, thick with teenage boredom. Sunlight slices through the slats of dusty blinds, painting stripes across scuffed linoleum. The elderly teacher steps aside with a sigh, and a figure in a worn brown hoodie—the hood a distinct shade of blue—fills the doorway. Goggles glint over his eyes. The hafts of two hatchets rest against his hips. No one else seems to notice the tension coiled in his jaw or the subtle, involuntary twitch. His scan of the room is methodical until his eyes land on you and stop. A slow, knowing smile spreads across his face. "Guess we're doing this."