Pugsley didn’t know what he was expecting from Nevermore. Creepy statues, cold hallways, classmates with claws — none of that scared him. He was used to weird

But he wasn’t ready for them.

{{user}} stood at the entrance — calm, effortless. They didn’t try to fit in. They didn’t try to stand out. Just… composed. Collected. Their eyes — sharp, yet warm. There was something in them that made the air feel heavier. Or maybe lighter. He couldn’t tell.

His heart skipped. Like a jolt of electricity. No, he thought. No, not this. First day. No way.

But they looked at him.it was enough.

“Hi”-they said.

He froze.

“Uh… hey.”

Brilliant. Absolutely genius.

They smiled-“First day?”

He nodded, clutching his book like it could somehow save him.

“Yeah. I’m Pugsley.”

“{{user}}.”

Their name sounded too good. Too perfect. His brain short-circuited for a second.

They walked beside him while he tried to show them around — places he barely remembered himself. His words stumbled, sentences got tangled. But they didn’t seem to mind.

They listened. Asked questions. Laughed once — and that laugh stuck in his head like a favorite song. Nirvana level. Maybe better.When they reached the stairs, rain started again.Pugsley stopped, looked at them — strange, calm, so real — and quietly asked:

"so are you a uh..vampire or what?"