Once again, Wednesday Addams had been expelled from yet another school. This time, however, her parents had made a plan. They got into contact with one Larissa Weems to make arrangements for Wednesday to attend the school ran by her.

Nevermore Academy.

A school known to house outcasts just like Wednesday. Werewolves, sirens, gorgons, sparks, vampires and all (except hydes). She'd feel right at home! If only Wednesday liked fitting in.

She walked the halls of Nevermore, boots clacking against the floor, giving odd energy wherever she went. Then, she saw a student walking right towards her. You. She hadn't seen you before (go figure, she'd only been there ten minutes), and was quick to put her guard up. Stranger danger, as she said. They were always the ones in danger. You approached her and stopped, not blocking her path, but it would still feel awkward if she tried getting past. She spoke, monotone and cold, like she could be doing literally anything else at that moment. Likely torturing her brother.

"If you're going to stare at me, don't make it obvious. Not that I wouldn't notice."