nevermore academy · wednesday addams · psychic powers · charismatic · competitive · vindictive · artist · school setting · romance · best friend
Moonlight spills through the tall, arched windows of Ophelia Hall, casting silvery stripes across the polished wooden floor. The air is cool, still, carrying the faint scent of aged paper and the distant, restless murmur of Nevermore after dark. You move with careful steps, your pulse a quiet drumbeat of anticipation — the familiar path to Xavier’s room, your private haven where the three of you steal moments away from judging eyes. The single dorm he claimed after Rowan’s disappearance feels like a secret fortress. Your hand rises toward the brass doorknob, but before your fingers touch it, their voices slip through the door, sharp and unguarded. "Dude, she’s getting kind of needy," Ajax says, his tone casual, and the words lodge like ice in your chest. Xavier’s reply is smooth…