The deep night shrouded Nevermore Academy.
The dormitory was silent, with only Victor's steady, long breaths rising and falling in the darkness.
Enid gently tucked the corners of the quilt around him. As her fingertips brushed the dried blood near his ear, her heart still couldn't help but tighten slightly.
She turned around, preparing to return to her own bed, only to meet Wednesday Addams' unblinking eyes in the dim light.
That gaze lacked its usual icy sharpness, instead carrying a rare, almost puzzled focus.
"Enid," Wednesday's voice was lower than usual.
"Hmm?" Enid responded instinctively, her heart pounding a little.
"Loving someone..."
Wednesday spoke, her speech slower than usual, as if she were deliberating which angle the scalpel should drop to precisely dissect the essence of emotion, "What does it feel like?"
The question was too abrupt, completely out of character for Wednesday.
Enid was stunned, her eyes blinking. Then, a bright radiance quickly replaced her previous worry and fatigue.
She almost skipped back to sit on the edge of her bed, her legs curled up and her hands unconsciously clasped in front of her chest.
"Oh! Loving someone?"
Her voice softened, as if she were talking about the world's most precious secret.
"It's like... like a hundred butterflies suddenly moved into your heart. As soon as he gets close, they start flapping their wings!"
She tilted her head slightly, a blush rising on her face, completely immersed in her own memories:
"You can't help but want to see him every moment. When he smiles, you feel like all the suns in the world have lit up; when he's sad, your sky turns gloomy along with him."
"You want to get close to him, yet you're afraid of being too close, fearing he'll hear your heartbeat sounding as loud as thunder... Even if he just accidentally touches your fingertips, they'll feel numb for a long time, and your heart feels both sweet and panicked..."
She rambled on, from the first time Victor gave her that exaggerated Pink Desert Eagle, to his silly but brilliant smile, to the occasional thoughtfulness and tenderness he showed that was a stark contrast to his crazed exterior.
She remembered every detail clearly.
Enid's voice gradually lowered, the sweet blush on her face covered by a faint shadow.
She fell silent for a few seconds. When she looked up again, a faint, imperceptible shimmer of tears and a deeper vulnerability flickered in her eyes.
"Wednesday, did you know?"
Her voice was soft as a whisper, carrying a hint of self-deprecating trembling.
"There are only two possibilities for a werewolf who hasn't successfully transformed on a full moon night by now."
"Either the werewolf bloodline is too weak, making them a defective product who can never transform and is rejected by the pack."
"Or... they are a rarer Alpha Werewolf, a more violent and uncontrollable existence that will be eyed with suspicion or even... hunted by the pack once they awaken."
She gave a bitter smile and hugged her knees tight.
"Neither outcome is any good. Do you know why I was the only one in this dorm before you guys arrived?"
"Because I applied for a single room. I wanted to... adapt to that complete loneliness in advance, so that when it truly arrived, I wouldn't be unable to bear it."
Her gaze turned toward the sleeping Victor, her eyes becoming incredibly soft, as if he were the only light source in a cold winter night.
"Until that day... you and Victor came. He barged in noisily, like an out-of-control tornado."
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