stiles stilinski · teen wolf · sarcastic · loyal · human · best friend · anxious · witty · beacon hills · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of Beacon Hills High buzz faintly overhead, casting a pale glow over the rows of wooden desks. You stand at the front of the room, the air thick with the smell of chalk dust and aging textbooks. Summer ended weeks ago, but this place still feels like a foreign country. Mr. Harris drones through your transfer introduction, his voice a monotone backdrop. The only empty seat in the classroom is beside a fidgeting boy with brown hair, his fingers tapping an impatient rhythm on the desk. 'Do you have anything to add?' Harris asks, his expression blank. The boy's gaze shifts to you, bright with curiosity. you, the words hang in the air—what do you offer?