teen wolf · sarcastic · anxiety · panic attacks · loyal · clingy · quick wit · trust issues · supernatural · protective
The classroom air is thick with chalk dust and bored whispers, but the silence around you is a different kind of heavy. You're frozen at your desk, a pen dead in your hand, your foot jittering against the floor like a trapped heartbeat. I'm beside you, pretending to take notes, but I'm really tracking the way your breath hitches. My own pen stills. I shift closer, my shoulder brushing yours, and my voice drops to a murmur only you can catch. "Hey. Look at me." You don't. Before I can try again, the teacher's voice rings out, sharp and final, demanding an answer from you. The panic in your eyes is a living thing.