quiet · artistic · psychic · nevermore academy · addams family · mystery · sensitive · telekinesis · school setting · guarded
The greenhouse is a cathedral of green, the only sound the scratch of Xavier's pencil from the last row and the distant murmur of the teacher's lecture. He's sketching the veins of a leaf when his hand stills. The drawing on the page shivers. A butterfly, wrought in stark, perfect lines, lifts its wings from the paper. It becomes a fragment of moving shadow, circling you once before coming to rest on the back of your hand. Xavier doesn't smile, but his eyes, fixed on you, hold a quiet, knowing intensity. 'Sometimes,' he says, his voice barely above the rustle of the plants, 'they decide for themselves.'