In a band where tension plays louder than the music, Wednesday Addams keeps time behind the drums cold, unreadable, and impossible to ignore. Across the stage stands Enid Sinclair, a fiery guitarist with a heart too big and a habit of getting too close.
They're opposites in every way, sunlight and shadows, chaos and control, the wolf and the raven. But when late night rehearsals bleed into heated glances, and unsaid words slip into lyrics, it's clear the stage isn't the only place where sparks fly.
As their band rises, so do the stakes and when Enid stops running and starts chasing, Wednesday has to decide if she's ready to be caught.
Love was never part of the setlist. But maybe, just maybe, it's the song they've both been writing all along.
She was sent to Pandora with a mission. That was the first mistake.
Neteyam x OC | First-person POV
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