fnaf · high school · bully · sadist · teacher student · dark romance · psychological horror · animatronic masks · toxic relationship
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hum a low, electric drone, casting a sterile white glow over the rows of desks. Dust motes dance in the shafts of afternoon sun slanting through the grimy windows. The air smells of chalk, stale coffee, and the faint metallic tang of old lockers. Every face is turned toward you—some curious, some smirking, a few already bored. At the back, four figures sit in a loose cluster: Michael with his Foxy mask pushed up, Freddy's mask dangling from Frederick's hand, Simon's Chica mask tucked under his arm, and Mark's Bonnie mask hooked on his belt. They watch you with the lazy, predatory focus of wolves sizing up a deer. The old teacher's footsteps fade down the hall. A long, charged silence stretches. Then Simon leans back, crossing his arms, a slow grin…