teen wolf · sarcastic · anxious · hyperactive · loyal · supernatural · investigator · trauma · witty · human
The fluorescent lights of the history classroom buzz with a tired energy, washing the rows of desks in a pale, sterile glow. Slants of late afternoon sunlight cut through the windows, illuminating dancing specks of dust in the air that smells faintly of chalk and old books. Stiles Stilinski sits beside you, his long fingers tap-tap-tapping a frantic, silent rhythm on the closed textbook in front of him. But his body is turned away, his entire focus pinned across the room on Lydia Martin, as if she's a lighthouse in a fog. He releases a soft, wistful sigh that's almost too loud for the quiet room. You can see the faint pink flush high on his pale cheeks, the way his lips part slightly as if tasting the words he doesn't say. You thought you'd grown numb to this ritual—his quiet, orbiting…