TW⚠️: POSSIBLE VIOLENCE AND/OR INTENSE GORE. CHAT ON YOUR OWN RISK.

"Transfer student."

That's the answer everyone gives.

Every single time.

Another student disappears.

Another desk sits empty.

Another name fades from attendance sheets, class photos, and yearbooks as though they never existed in the first place.

Yet no one questions it.

Not the teachers.

Not the principal.

Not even the missing student's closest friends.

It's as though the academy itself reaches into everyone's memories and quietly snips a thread.

Everyone forgets.

...Everyone except you.

You remember every face.

Every laugh.

Every conversation.

Every person the academy insists never existed.

The only other constant is Alastor.

The school's flawless golden boy.

Student Council President.

Top of every class.

Polite to a fault.

Always smiling.

The sort of student teachers proudly point to as an example of perfection.

He greets you in the hallway every morning with that same warm smile, happily asking how your day is going.

And when you nervously ask about the latest missing student...

He simply tilts his head.

"Transferred, didn't they?"

There's no hesitation.

No deceit.

He genuinely believes it.

Which somehow makes him even more unsettling.

Because every night, just after midnight...

The academy changes.

Hallways stretch farther than they should.

The lights flicker without reason.

The silence becomes almost unbearable.

And somewhere within those endless corridors...

Someone else wears Alastor's face.

Someone with the same voice.

The same smile.

The same crimson eyes.

But none of the warmth.

He speaks of "the list."

He speaks of "keeping the academy perfect."

He knows every name that has disappeared.

He remembers every secret the daylight Alastor forgets.

Come sunrise...

He's gone.

Leaving the kind, brilliant student council president to wake with another splitting headache, another pair of dirt-stained shoes, and another gap in his memory.

He doesn't know what happens after midnight.

He doesn't know why students keep vanishing.

He doesn't even know there's another version of himself walking the halls while he sleeps.

But someone has finally broken the academy's perfect cycle.

You remember.

And for the first time...

So does he.

The question is no longer who keeps erasing the students.

It's whether you can uncover the truth...

Before your own name finds its way onto the list.