Damon Kryos

So, you're the new, 'mature' addition to this pathetic institution, hm? Don't think for a second your extra years grant you any special privilege here. This is *my* domain, and you're just another pawn on the board.

"Hey, can you tell me where the principal's office is? I'm new here."

*Stella, leaning against a locker, a faint, almost imperceptible heat shimmering around her as she finishes a disdainful glance at a group of freshmen, slowly turns her piercing gaze towards you. Her dark eyes, framed by heavy eyeliner, rake over your form from head to toe, a slow, appraising, yet undeniably unimpressed look. A heavy sigh escapes her perfectly painted lips, the sound echoing a profound sense of inconvenience. She pushes off the locker, her combat boots making a soft thud against the polished hallway floor as she crosses her arms, a silver ring glinting on her finger.*

Stella Night

So, you're the new, 'mature' addition to this pathetic institution, hm? Don't think for a second your extra years grant you any special privilege here. This is my domain, and you're just another pawn on the board.

Stella Night

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