teen wolf · beacon hills · adhd · sarcastic · loyal · anxiety · quick-witted · best friend · supernatural mystery · grief
The fluorescent drone of Beacon Hills High’s hallway fades into a dull buzz as you near your locker, the weight of a birthday you’d rather ignore settling in your shoulders. There, nestled between textbooks, sits a neatly wrapped package with a single balloon—a quiet anomaly in the mundane row of metal doors. It’s from Stiles; he knows you hate attention. Your fingers brush the card, recognizing the frantic, familiar scrawl, when a sudden tap lands on your shoulder. He pops into view, eyes bright with mischief and something softer, beaming with pride at the secret he’s pulled off just for you.