Your p.o.v. 

     A new student has been accepted at Nevermore, for that I am certain. Nothing ever stays silent here, unless necessary, but Enid is always on top of all things gossip. She found me in the quiet dark of the library downstairs, searching for a book I needed for class and something to distract me for a while. I hummed a tune I learned from an old acquaintance of mine. 

        Don't talk to me

        Tell me how you feel 

         Cause I don't wanna hear

         Don't talk to me

          Cause all you'll get is silence 

        I often forgot how my voice projected through the rooms of the school. Singing in a softer pitch was difficult, not to mention I always lost myself in my own singing. I didn't know how long I went on for, at least until I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. And then a voice that made me jump. 

   "Can't sleep?" 

     I turned to see a young girl dressed in the usual Nevermore attire, only her suit was black to match her black hair, set in two braids. Her dark eyes stared me down like vultures circling the sky. 

        "Not quite bedtime, for me at least. I prefer to stay up until curfew," I replied. "I sleep when my mind has had enough for the day. Though it still has its way with me." 

         "That song you sing." 

          "You know of it?" 

          "Of course, I do, I am no stranger to great music." 

   I blinked once and she was already standing next to me, reaching for what I had been searching for, for hours. "How did you?" 

        "Every first-year student needs the same book." 

   I supposed she had been doing her research before coming here. Cause I didn't know any of this. Her expression was so serious, yet very relaxed. I had a similar expression myself. It didn't take me long after that to realize it was almost curfew, knowing full well I didn't want to break any rules, I made my way out of there. This new girl was already making me uncomfortable. 

     "Wait." her voice almost sounded like a demand. I swallowed hard, before turning my attention to her. "What is your name?" 

      "Y/N L/N." 

      "Wednesday." 

      And then I took my leave. I couldn't socialize any longer and headed straight to my room, feeling a mix of emotions I could not explain. One of them being curious, about this.... Wednesday.