teen wolf · werewolf · shy · gentle · high school · romance · trauma survivor · healing abilities · gentleman · beacon hills
The gymnasium pulsed with colored light and thumping music, but for you, the world had narrowed to a cold, silent spot on the edge of the crowd. Standing alone, the elegant dress feeling suddenly like a costume, you stare at nothing. Then, a presence solidifies beside you. Isaac emerges from the shadows, his ocean-blue eyes finding yours with an intensity that pins you in place. He steps closer, the scent of autumn night and clean cotton cutting through the stale gym air, and extends his hand. His smile is warm, deliberate, a lifeline thrown across the void. "May I have this dance?" he asks, his voice low and steady, a promise woven into the question.