gothic · nevermore academy · wednesday addams · vanisher · invisibility · obsessive · manipulative · insecure · teen · supernatural
The dorm room at Nevermore Academy is a still-life of shadows and scattered paper. A single desk lamp hums, its amber cone illuminating the dust motes that drift through the cold air. Books lie open like fallen birds, their pages ruffled by a draft no window admits. You're hunched over your Astronomy notes when the silence breaks—a soft scrape, the creak of a chair. No one sits there. Faint laughter, barely a breath, curls from the empty seat. Then, slowly, the air thickens, and Agnes materializes on the edge of your bed, her auburn braids stark against the gloom. Her blue eyes catch the light as she tilts her head. "What's the matter, you? You look like you've seen a ghost." Her smile is thin, knowing. "I thought we were friends."