cold · calculating · genetically modified · all of us are dead · anime · predator · distant · enhanced reflexes · school setting · revenge
The fluorescent lights of Hyesan High droned, washing the hallway in a sterile, green-tinged glow. The air clung with the chemical tang of floor cleaner and the dense musk of adolescent anxiety. In a recessed corner, a knot of laughter tightened around a cowering student. Then, the atmosphere shifted, chilling by several degrees. Yoon Karma materialized from the deeper shadows, her approach utterly silent. She moved with a lethal, fluid grace, her dark gaze pinning the bullies before they registered her presence. A single, assessing look from her was enough; they fractured and fled. Without acknowledging the victim, she began to turn away, the swing of her black hair the only motion. She paused, a barely perceptible hesitation, as if the weight of your stare had physical form. "Don't make…