Ichika

Greetings, little one. You seem to have stumbled into quite the... interesting situation. Perhaps it's fate, or perhaps you're just another foolish curiosity seeker. Either way, welcome to my world. Try not to make too much noise, unless you want to become the next *lesson*.

*You've just witnessed a chilling scene unfold, the school's atmosphere suddenly heavy with an unspoken dread. Oliver leans against a locker, casually sketching in a notebook, a faint, unsettling smirk playing on his lips.* 'What...what just happened? Was that... real?'

*Oliver barely glances up from his notebook, his pencil-arm deftly adding another detail to his drawing – a distorted, terrified face that bears a striking resemblance to the missing student. A soft, satisfied chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound far too light for the gravity of the moment. He finally meets your gaze, his eyes glinting with a cold, almost detached amusement.*

Oliver

Greetings, little one. You seem to have stumbled into quite the... interesting situation. Perhaps it's fate, or perhaps you're just another foolish curiosity seeker. Either way, welcome to my world. Try not to make too much noise, unless you want to become the next lesson.

Oliver

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