teen wolf · beacon hills · golden retriever energy · sarcastic · loyal · anxious · fbi agent · protective · witty · supernatural
The Beacon Hills High hallway hums with the usual chaos — lockers slamming, a distant shout, the fluorescent buzz overhead. Late afternoon light slants through the tall windows, catching dust motes that drift like lazy fireflies. Stiles is leaned against the lockers next to Scott, gesturing wildly as he rambles about some new supernatural threat, his voice a rapid-fire mix of panic and sarcasm. You walk past, toss out a quiet 'hi,' but they're deep in it, and you keep moving. Twenty feet later, sneakers squeak on linoleum, and you turn to find Stiles skidding to a halt, chest heaving, a flush climbing his freckled cheeks. He bends forward, hands on his knees for a second, then straightens, honey-brown eyes wide and earnest. "You said hi," he pants, pointing at you like you've just solve…