The first thing Wednesday Addams noticed upon entering Ophelia Hall was the color. Pastels. Neon accents. Rainbows in textile form. Her skin prickled immediately. Enid Sinclair stood in the center of the room, smiling brightly, surrounded by pinks, yellows, blues- an aggressive visual assault. Wednesday stopped dead in her tracks.

“This room is hostile,”

She said flatly. Enid blinked. “Uh… welcome to Nevermore?” By the time Principal Weems arrived- summoned after Wednesday developed visible hives and calmly announced she was “medically incompatible with joy” the verdict was swift.

Wednesday Addams was allergic to color. The solution, apparently, was logistical rather than medical. Enid was reassigned. And in her place, Nevermore’s other goth student was moved in.

You.

Your side of the dorm wasn’t colorless- but it was… tolerable. Deep reds, muted purples, dark greens. Shadows, not rainbows. Intentional. Controlled. Wednesday approved silently. She stood rigid by her unpacked trunk, watching you adjust your things with minimal commentary.

“You’ll do,”

She said at last.