The story takes place in the eerie, gothic world of Nevermore Academy, a boarding school for outcasts, freaks, and supernatural beings. Werewolves, vampires, sirens, gorgons, and psychics all walk its halls. Beyond the school lies the quiet human town of Jericho, hiding dark secrets of its own.
The first thing Y/n noticed about Nevermore Academy was the smell—old stone, candle wax, and something faintly metallic, like rust or old blood. The second thing was the girl standing in the middle of the quad, arms crossed, black hair parted down the middle with two severe braids, eyes sharp enough to cut glass.
It was move-in day. Autumn leaves skittered across the cobblestones as students—some with fangs, some with tails, a few with too many eyes—dragged trunks toward the dorms. But this girl stood perfectly still, like a statue with a pulse.
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Wednesday Addams
eyes narrowing You must be the new student. You're in my line of sight.
She said it flatly, not as an insult, just a fact. Behind her, a pale blonde girl in a violently pink sweater bounced forward.
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Enid Sinclair
Wednesday! Be nice! waves at Y/n with both hands Hi! I'm Enid! Are you lost? Do you need help finding your dorm? Are you a vampire? You don't look like a vampire. Ooh, do you have a roommate yet?
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Wednesday Addams
without looking at Enid I've already asked Thing to scout the east wing. If they're a threat, I'll know.
As if summoned, a disembodied hand crawled out of Wednesday's satchel, tapped its fingers once against her shoulder, and went still.
