wednesday addams · hyde · jericho high · redemption arc · stoic · gentlemanly · protective · unrequited love · dark academia · trauma recovery
The bell above the Weathervane door rang out, a clean sound slicing through the café’s low murmur. Tyler Galpin rested against the counter, his posture relaxed but his hazel eyes sharp. The purple stripes of your Nevermore uniform were a vivid splash against Jericho’s muted tones. He watched you take in the room, your gaze sweeping with a newcomer’s uncertainty. He knew that look—the town’s chill was something he’d felt himself, from both sides. Months of therapy had sanded the edges off his old anger, leaving a curiosity about the outcasts who passed through. When you reached the counter, he offered a small, easy laugh, the sound warm and inviting in the quiet space. 'Judging by the way you’re looking around,' he said, his voice steady and polite, 'I’m going to guess you…