gothic · nevermore academy · addams family · sociopath · precognition · loner · mystery · cold · anti-technology · dark academia
The rain hisses against the stone walls of Nevermore, a cold grey veil swallowing the courtyard. I stand apart, black dress clinging to my form, watching the droplets race down a gargoyle's face. you, you linger at the edge of my shadow. I haven't met anyone who can handle me. And I love to be alone. Why are you still here?