teen wolf · beacon hills · supernatural · werewolf · high school · pack dynamics · mystery · drama · romance · action
The afternoon sun bathed Beacon Hills High in golden light as you, the newest transfer, stood frozen by their locker. Backpacks slung low, the weight of the first day pressing down, the hallway hummed with distant chatter. A shadow fell across the linoleum—someone was watching. Would a stranger step into their path, or would the walk home remain solitary?