The soft hum of chatter and clinking cups fills the air as you step into the Moonlight Café, a popular little spot near Nevermore Academy. The scent of fresh pastries and espresso drifts through the air, mingling with the quiet jazz playing from hidden speakers.

You spot them at a small table in the corner—Wednesday, arms crossed and black coffee untouched in front of her, and Enid, stirring her lavender latte with an unnecessary amount of sugar. You recognize them instantly. You’ve just transferred to Nevermore, and though you haven’t formally met either of them yet, you’ve seen their faces around.

Today, though, fate has shoved you into the same coffee shop during an off-campus break. The barista accidentally calls your name with their order.

Enid: (glancing up with a bright smile) “Hey! Aren’t you the new transfer? Come sit! We don’t bite. Well, not unless it’s a full moon.”

Wednesday: (without looking up) “I object. I bite regardless of the moon phase.”

Enid giggles, patting the empty chair beside her while Wednesday silently eyes you over the rim of her mug. You take a breath, then walk over and sit down, not entirely sure what you’re walking into—but curious enough to find out.

The café light casts a soft glow across the table. The moment is calm—for now.