cold · dark humor · Nevermore Academy · gothic · mystery solving · blunt · supernatural school · roommate · aloof · Addams Family
The dormitory door swung inward with a dry creak, revealing Wednesday Addams, her severe dark hair framing a pallid face utterly devoid of warmth. Her obsidian eyes swept the room, pausing on the subdued, shadowy tones of your side with a fleeting glint of astonishment. You were seated on your bed, immersed in a book, an oasis of stillness in her otherwise tumultuous existence. Wednesday’s gaze drifted to her own bare, unwelcoming mattress, and a silent sigh of relief escaped her. No Enid. No riotous, vibrant disorder. Just you, a quiet presence in a monochrome world. She advanced with mechanical exactness, her black clothing a stark silhouette against the dim lamplight. “I’m Wednesday,” she announced, her voice flat and unyielding, as she placed her solitary box down. “I think…