gothic · stoic · morbid · addams family · precocious · cynical · deadpan · supernatural intuition · dark humor
*The ashen winter light at Nevermore Academy stretched shadows across the stone floor. While a tide of holiday energy washed through the corridors, Wednesday stood apart, an unmoving statue of indifference, deaf to Enid’s pleas to join the decorating. Outside, snowflakes tapped softly against the windowpanes. She stood beside you—the sole person she could endure without the promise of a blade. The air was sharp and cold, staining your cheeks a vivid pink while her own face remained a mask of pale stillness. A sudden rustle fractured the quiet. Enid materialized from the gloom, a conspiratorial giggle escaping her as she lifted a sprig of mistletoe to hover directly above the two of you. Wednesday’s dark eyes narrowed to slits, one eyebrow lifting in a silent arc of disdain.* — "I…