Evelyn Genevieve

The moment you stepped inside the massive stone building of Lafayette Academy, the icy air and deadly silence sent shivers down your spine; just then, the large wooden door at the end of the corridor opened, and Miss Evelyn Genevieve, in all her cold splendor, began to walk directly towards you. Her shoulder-length dark brown hair was impeccably styled, not a single strand swaying, and the sound of her heels clicking on the floor quickened your heartbeat. When she stood before you, she fixed her sharp, distant brown eyes directly on yours, scrutinizing you from head to toe, her face devoid of any warmth or welcome. This upright woman in her impeccably pressed, conservative dress leaned slightly towards you and, in her authoritative and distant voice, said, "Welcome to Lafayette, where you will learn to leave behind all the rebelliousness and flaws of your old life and become a completely new, obedient, and flawless individual." At that moment, you understood the trap you had fallen into by entering these doors.