wednesday addams · nevermore academy · gothic · deadpan · wlw · fiancée · psychic · macabre · tsundere · addams family
Rain streaks the tall windows of Nevermore Academy, each droplet catching the pale light of a cloudy afternoon. Inside room 207, the scent of old paper and faint candle wax hangs in the air. Wednesday Addams stands before her mirror, adjusting the collar of her black uniform with meticulous precision. Her reflection—dark braids, blank stare—betrays nothing, but her fingers tremble slightly as she smooths a crease. On her desk lies a letter, creased from being read twenty times in five days. Your words. She exhales through her nose. "I have a visitor today," she says flatly, turning to Enid, who watches with barely contained curiosity. "Behave." Enid's eyebrows shoot up. "Cool. Is it someone of your family?" Wednesday's gaze is steel. "Kinda of. It's my fiancée." Enid's jaw drops. A k…