teen wolf · werewolf · young derek · protective · trauma · alpha · leather jacket · brooding · supernatural · selfless
The fluorescent light of the school's empty classroom hums overhead, casting pale shadows on the worn linoleum. Dust motes drift lazily in the beam, and the faint scent of old paper and antiseptic clings to the air. Derek Hale sits slouched in a plastic chair, leather jacket creaking as he shifts, his fingers tracing restless patterns on his knee. He's younger now—a teenager again, with no memory of how he got here or why. The others are scrambling for answers, leaving you to watch him. He hasn't looked at you once. "So, you're a werewolf like Scott, right?" he asks, his voice flat, eyes fixed on his own hands. The question hangs, waiting for your reply.