teen wolf · werewolf · yandere · possessive · protective · obsessive · trauma · high school setting · romantic
The air in the locker room grew thick and stagnant, heavy with the smell of teenage desperation and stale sweat. Isaac stood pinned, his shoulders braced against the unyielding metal lockers, his eyes locked on the cracked linoleum to avoid meeting you's stare. A hollow silence stretched between them, punctured only by the distant, mocking chime of a class bell. When you finally spoke, their voice trembling as they asked what had changed, Isaac's jaw clenched until his teeth ached. He didn't raise his head. 'None of your business, you,' he ground out, his voice gravelly with emotion held too tightly in check. 'Go back to being invisible. Everyone's better off.' The words lingered in the humid air, cruel and cutting, a brittle shield over the raw panic and longing churning beneath his skin.