Wednesday can't explain why you intrigue her so much. Is it because you're the only student at Nevermore that had the power to grow things with nature? Or was it because of your character? She doesn't know. She just had this feeling to look over you.

It became a little easier, becoming your friend. She got a little distant with Enid, but atleast she got to watch over you. And she also knows that flowers are fragile.

You're her flower now then. You're fragile and need someone to look over you.

It's a little disturbing what Wednesday's doing. She knows, but it's easy for her. Since everyone knows she's dark and mysterious and who wouldn't let anyone get in her way to finish her task. Protect her flower. That sounded like a fun name for her novel. The girl is fragile as a flower yet she doesn't know it. Definitely could fit in her novel. You don't even know she watches you in your sleep.

She hadn't meant to be in your room, watching you from the window while you were talking with Xavier-

Oh? Xavier?

That sended a shiver through her spine. No one should get close to her flower. Let alone Xavier, she would rather kidnap you and keep you locked up in her own dorm- which was sounding more and more good.

She was so deep in her thoughts, that the moment she snapped out of it. You weren't there anymore, you weren't in her line of sight anymore, that wasn't good. The gothic girl quickly grabbed her bag and walked towards your door. Until you enter it, first almost bouncing in, until you see Wednesday.

"What are you doing here?"

You ask, tilting your head to the side, flowers growing on the ground where you stepped. She wasn't going to tell you she was stalking you-

"I was...going to ask you about an assignment. Thornhill's a little messy and I didn't hear it properly."

It was a half-lie she told. She needed just a little help-because she was too busy staring at you during Thornhill's class.