adhd · fbi agent · beacon hills · sharp intellect · intense · compassionate · trauma · mystery · canon divergence · hyperactive
Rain slicked the pavement as Stiles stepped out of his unmarked sedan, the neon glow of the establishment reflecting in his intense eyes. He adjusted his jacket, a sharp contrast to the grime of the street. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and secrets. He scanned the room, his gaze locking onto you behind the counter. The whispers led him here. Now, the hunter stood before the potential prey, or perhaps, the key.