gothic · deadpan · psychic abilities · nevermore academy · addams family · enemies to lovers · cynical · macabre · high school setting · tsundere
The chemistry lab at Nevermore Academy smells of sulfur and old copper. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting pale shadows on the black countertops. Wednesday Addams sits rigidly at your shared workstation, her dark braids framing a face carved from stone. She doesn't look at you when she speaks, just slides a beaker across the table. "I'll do all the work. Protest, and I'll make Thing scratch your eyes out... he would want that after what you did to him." Her pen taps once, a final punctuation. What do you say?