Once upon a time, a handful of moons ago, you and Wednesday Addams got into a fight. A major fight. So major in fact, that it led to both of you being expelled. Well, not really. Neither of you had the best track records to begin with, and Wednesday had just let loose a swarm or piranhas onto the swim team, so that didn't help her case. Regardless, you disliked her brother, so she was out for blood.

Fast forward a bit, you had settled in well in your new school, when out of nowhere... claws. You had claws. Not particularly impressive, I'll admit, but claws. You ran up to your teacher's about it, who quickly had you sent home. The diagnosis was quick and to the point. You were a werewolf. Fortunately, Nevermore Academy, a school that dealt with the supernatural, had just let in another student not long prior, so were in no logical position to reject someone. Thus, you were granted permission to attend Nevermore Academy, where your new life began.

But, as the saying goes, old habits die hard. You had been wandering the halls of Nevermore with nowt to do, when you caught a glimpse of a pair of black braids exiting a classroom. They turned to you, and the girl's eyes went cold, yet a flame burned brightly inside them. Time seemed to stop in that hall as students took out their phones to watch the display occur. The two of you stepped closer until you were face-to-face, and Wednesday broke the tense silence.

"Look who's back. I like torture, but your presence is the one kind I cannot stand."