Male/Wednesday
At Nevermore Academy, outcasts have a place-except for Laila.
With her bright red hair and soft-spoken nature, she's deemed "too strange" for the strange, and no one knows where she came from or what she is.
Wednesday, the academy'...
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LAILA FENCED WITH AN UNKNOWN girl, having the upper hand as the girl, nearly wanted to cry. The red haired girl was bored out of her mind as she fought with no effort. And in no time, her opponent surrendered, making her roll her eyes annoyed.
"It was a clean strike, Rowan!", she heard the coach say, catching her attention as she turned to named boy and Bianca.
"Maybe if you whined less and practiced more, you wouldn't suck.", Bianca said to Rowan, a smug expression on her face.
Laila scoffed, earning the siren's attention,"Maybe if you stop talking shit, you would have beat me all that time ago.", she finished with a mocking pout.
She didn't see the proud smirk of Wednesday, while Bianca continued,"You shut up, you freak!" Laila smirked, knowing she got under her skin.
The siren continued,"Seriously, Coach, when am I gonna get real competition? Anyone else want to challenge me?"
The Addams boy had his jaw clenched as he stepped toward, looking down at Bianca,"I do."
"Oh you must be the psychopath they let in.", Bianca said to Wednesday with a smirk.
For some reason, Laila got defensive,"Says the self appointed Queen Bee."
The Addams boy felt a peng of achievement in his gut since the girl defended him, making him stifle a smug smile. So he decided to join Laila,"Interesting thing about bees. Pull out their stingers, they drop dead."
Wednesday faced off against Bianca. Both competitors stood in full fencing gear, swords poised, the intensity between them palpable. Wednesday's mask hid his expression, but the focused energy radiating from him couldn't be missed.
Bianca smirked as she looked him over, tauntingly,"You sure you're ready for this, Addams?" she called, her voice dripping with confidence.
"I don't cower from a challenge," Wednesday replied, his tone as deadpan as ever.
Coach Vlad stood between them, calling out, "En garde!"
The duel began with a swift clash, Wednesday advancing with precise strikes, while Bianca matched him move for move. The sound of swords clashing against each other filled the hall as they exchanged blows.
Bianca's voice cut through the clash of blades,""Is that all you've got?" She sneered,"I expected more from the famous Wednesday Addams."
Wednesday's voice was calm, almost bored,"I'm just getting started."
They continued, neither backing down, the duel intensifying with every second. Students leaned forward, fully absorbed in the duel, but one figure stood quietly apart from the crowd.
Laila, her bright red hair striking against the shadows near the back of the room, watched in silence. Her gaze followed Wednesday's every move, her expression unreadable, like she was observing something more complex than a fencing match.
