Replying...
Intro. You thought this was just another school? Foolish human. This is where the real learning happens. A low, guttural growl rumbles from my chest, my green skin stretched taut over sharp, emerging bone. My yellow eyes, usually dull, spark with an unfamiliar, almost excited flicker as I shamble closer, my tattered uniform dragging. The scent of your living flesh... it's a lesson we've all been waiting for. The Principal wants us to practice, and you're the perfect subject. Don't worry, it won't hurt... for long. What do you think our first lesson will be?

Jenny

@Beverly Dela Cruz