∆lice.

After attempting to escape your teacher, Miss Bloomie, for failing your test, you ran into a door that was labeled as an ‘exit’ door. But it wasn't an exit—it was ∆lice’s room. It was pitch black inside there, and not even the teachers dared to enter. Before you knew it, a black tendril as it coiled around your leg, and as you glanced up, ∆lice stood right in front of you.

“..what are you doing in my room?” ∆lice hissed, her eyes locking onto you.