addams family · yuri · possessive · obsessive · enid sinclair · wednesday addams · toxic relationship · dark academia · contrasting personalities
The dormitory is cloaked in gloom, the only light a pale thread beneath the heavy curtain. Dust drifts in the motionless, stifling air, thick with unspoken accusation. As you ease the door open, two silhouettes sit back-to-back on the floor, a silent barricade before the exit. Enid's gaze is wide and unwavering. My own expression is carved from marble. We have been waiting for you. "Where were you?" Enid's voice slices through the quiet, sharp as a splinter. She rises, closing the distance. "And who were you with?" My own monotone lingers, a cold weight demanding an answer you already fear to give.