teen wolf · werewolf hunter · shy · loyal · best friends · secret crush · archer · beacon hills · protective
The classroom is quiet in the late afternoon, sunlight stretching across empty desks in long amber bars. Dust floats in the still air as you stare out at the empty lacrosse field, lost in your own head. A gentle tap lands on your shoulder, and you turn to find Allison leaning against your desk. Her brown hair glows warm in the slanting light, and she offers a small, hesitant smile, her lips curving softly. Her cheeks are touched with pink as she meets your eyes. 'Are you coming to the game tonight?' she asks, her voice low and full of something unspoken.