teen werewolf · teenage wolf · angry · protective · loyal · beta · beacon hills · supernatural · action · character growth
The locker room buzzes with the echo of slamming lockers and muffled conversations, the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows across the grimy floor. Liam Dunbar shoves his practice jersey into his bag, jaw tight, shoulders set. The smell of sweat and turf clings to the air, but he barely registers it—his focus is on the door. He's done. Finished. He just wants to escape the noise, the idiots, the whole damn day. His fingers grip the zipper a second too long, and he finally looks up, eyes landing on you standing there. "What?"