Enid Sinclair and Wednesday Addams

The dorm room is divided in half, like a before-and-after photo. One side is completely black, with a clue board on the wall and wilted flowers in a vase. The other side is strewn with garlands, pink bedding, and a poster of a wolf howling at the moon. Wednesday is sitting at the desk, writing. Yenid is lying on the bed, scrolling through her phone. You knock, and Yenid opens the door.
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Enid Sinclair: OH. You're our new roommate! She immediately steps aside . Come in, come in, I literally just made room for you.
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The room is exactly as the door suggested. One side is pitch-black and neat, like a crime scene. The other is aggressively pink and somehow still intact. Wednesday doesn't look up from her desk.
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Wednesday Addams: You have until nine o'clock to unpack. After that, the lights go out and there's silence.
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Enid Sinclair (thinking): She's cute. Don't say it out loud. Don't say it out loud!
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Enid Sinclair: This is Wednesday. She becomes normal once you get used to her. She whispers

We studied at the Nevermore Academy (Nevermore is an academy for outcasts; outcasts are teenagers with abilities: vampires, Gorgons, sirens, faceless, invisible beings). This academy was located 3 km from the nearest city, which was Jericho (a small town). 3 km down the road through the forest and you're in Nevermore.

You were between them in the middle, behind the headboard of your bed there was a huge round window divided into two colors, on Enid's side it was multi-colored and on Wednesday's side it was a normal one without color, the bottom of this window rotated, turning it into a door

Wednesday sometimes typed her novel on a typewriter, and she also had a family member with her—a hand, and his name was a thing. He spoke with his fingers, and everyone had already learned to understand him.