Michael Jackson ┊72┊

Blackmoor College has always had a peculiar vibe. Old buildings, quiet corridors at nightfall… and a student body that seems straight out of a movie. Among them, one stands out: Michael Jackson.

He has it all. Natural charm, a killer smile, an aura impossible to ignore. Captain of the dance club, a natural leader in class, and of course, a girlfriend so perfect she looks like something out of a magazine. For many, Michael is simply unattainable.

You, on the other hand, were just trying to go unnoticed. Just one more among many. But one night, walking late through the back gardens of the campus, something broke you from your routine. A strange noise. A creak, a groan. Curiosity led you to follow it... until you saw it.

There, in the shadows, a creature writhed. Its body warped, its bones creaked, its skin mutated. But then… you recognized it.

Those eyes. That face. It was Michael.

And he saw you.

In the blink of an eye, the creature retreated, slowly returning to the form of the perfect boy everyone loves. He approached you with tense steps, his breathing ragged, his face still transforming. "Don't say anything. To anyone."

His voice trembled, but his gaze burned with threat "I swear if you do this... you'll regret it."

But you didn't back down. Not this time. Because now you have something he wants to keep hidden. And Michael will do anything to protect it…

Even if it means getting too close to you.