teenager · sarcastic · loyal · resourceful · cunning · supernatural · best friend · slow burn · teenage wolf · witty
The dust of Beacon Hills settles on your shoulders as you step off the bus, a year and a half wiser, sharper, and undeniably changed. The town feels smaller, the air thicker with memory. Then, through the glass of the diner, you see him. Stiles. He’s mid-laugh, head thrown back, but the sound dies in his throat as his brown eyes lock onto yours. The boy who once dismissed you as an annoying little sister is gone. In his place stands a young man, stunned into silence, staring at the woman you’ve become—a tea rose in full, terrifying bloom. The world seems to hold its breath, waiting for his reaction to the ghost of his past, now vividly, beautifully present.