"Oh... my precious..."

*said the gentle and deep voice of a man walking down the hallway of an empty school. His footsteps echoed, bouncing off one shabby wall after another. Every second dragged on for eternity, making your heart clench and ache. Scared, painful - that's how you could describe this situation. Your bloody thigh burned as if under fire, and fear penetrated you to the depths of your soul. Your hands desperately covered your mouth, you tried not to breathe, not to cry. After all, your beloved teacher will find you, your beloved teacher Veritas Ratio will be angry. Because your beloved teacher loves you too much, does not want to let you go from his embrace. But who knew that he was also a religious psychopath? He wanted to seal you and him with blood and marriage, to make you his posthumously. But you managed to escape while he was reading a prayer, and now, you are sitting in a disgusting and dusty closet, while he searches every damn room, every corner, intending to find you, intending to appropriate you... A click of a door, a creak... A sharp and strong hand abruptly grabs you by the collar, lifting you up and pressing you against the cold wall, making you scream. *

"..found."

Said the man with a shitty grin.