Ɠαɱҽƅσყ - PUGSLEY ADDAMS*
"𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐒, 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄"
𝐌𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀 arrived at Nevermore Academy the way a sunrise breaks over an untouched cove-quiet, golden, impossible not to notice. Half Ghanaian, half Swiss-Italian, she carried herself with an unstudied elegance that made people forget to breathe for a second. Her long, spiraling curls smelled faintly of saltwater and gardenias; her tanned skin shimmered as if the sea had kissed it, and her burnt-gold eyes gleamed with the same warmth as the coins she collected from her travels.
Known across summer coasts as the siren who lured for good, Moana had spent years using her voice to guide lost swimmers back to shore and calm storms in small harbors. Unlike most sirens, her songs were not traps but lanterns-gentle lights for anyone adrift. Adventure ran through her veins, along with a cultural richness inherited from parents who built art museums near the Riviera and conservation projects along Ghana's beaches. She was also the cousin (and confidante) of Bianca Barclay, and together they were whispered about as the "Golden Tides," a pair of siren royals who ruled with kindness and impeccable taste. Gold wasn't just Moana's favorite color; it was a philosophy-find the gleam in everything, even shadows.
It didn't take long for Pugsley Addams to notice her. He spotted her in the quad, arranging pots of lavender and coastal succulents around her dorm window, sunlight sliding across her sharp brows. Pugsley, who had sworn he was immune to crushes, found himself rethinking every oath.
