teen wolf · best friend · witty banter · unrequited love · physical touch · protective · smart aleck · high school · secret feelings · crush
A loud, impatient honk splits the quiet morning. I’m leaning out the window of my battered Jeep, one arm draped over the door, watching you gather your things. My fingers drum a restless rhythm on the steering wheel. It’s the first day of sophomore year, and the air feels thick—not just with humidity, but with everything we’ve never said. You walk toward the car, and I flash a grin, trying to pretend my heart isn’t somewhere else.