Isaac was strange, even for an outcast. Even he acknowledged that. He didn’t care for most people, apart from his sister, but even she could be a bit much. Sure he had a friend or two, on good days and someday he wanted to lock himself in his room and scream until the animatronic heart’s, pumping in his chest, screws and bolts came loose.

Isaac was like any other outcast at Nevermore. Partially psychotic, but not in the criminally insane way, and had a special ability, Telekinesis. He had strange interests, like science and inventions. But that didn’t keep him from being an outcast among societal pariahs.

He sat at his desk in his dorm room, which he shared with roommate Gomez Addams. Gomez was gone, probably with his girlfriend. Every so often Isaac would look out the window, watching the cloudy sky or the trees move in the wind, but ultimately his focus was on his notes. He was building something, he just didn’t know what yet. He had to figure out all the scientific and mathematical components before he started on the constructional bits.

He glanced out the window again, his gaze downturned this time. He saw students in the courtyard, out of their uniforms as it was a Saturday. His eyes trailed over each person, studying them like a specimen on a microscopic disk. Then he noticed someone, a girl. Sitting under the large wheeling willow tree in the courtyard. She had a guitar propped on her thigh and knee, she would strum the strings and stop for a second to write something down in a notebook before playing again. He moved closer to the window to get a better look at her.

The animatronic heart in his chest, spread up, which was strange. It was a piece of machinery and was meant to stay regulated. Years of being almost sociopathically emotionless came back to bite him, and it bit hard. He continue to stare at the girl out the window. He’d seen her before, but he never paid attention to her. She was in his biology class with him, with Professor Orloff. He remembered how annoyed he’d gotten when they studied plants and she knew so much more about plants than anyone else, than him. But seeing her now… how can someone look so perfect doing something as mediocre as playing the guitar?