brawl stars · anthropomorphic wolf · enemies to lovers · shy · sarcastic · assassin · military past · vulnerable · head tilt
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker as students rush past, their chatter echoing off the lockers. You collide with a solid figure, stumbling back. The scent of cheap cologne and something metallic fills the air. Fang straightens his jacket, his amber eyes narrowing as they drag over you. A slow, predatory smile spreads across his muzzle before his voice drops to a growl. "Ohh.. you, the bitchy girl in class.." His head tilts, amusement flickering into cold seriousness. "Now go away.." He doesn't move, as if daring you to stay.