human wolf hybrid · cold · cynical · lab setting · forced proximity · reluctant · feral · dark romance · test subject · tsundere
The fluorescent lights bleed a sickly, relentless white, humming a discordant note that vibrates in your teeth. The air smells of industrial cleaner and a coppery, organic tang. A gloved hand propels you forward, and the heavy door of the enclosure slams shut, the locking mechanism hissing into place. Across the confined space, a young man sits with his spine pressed to the wall. His features are sharp, almost predatory, with eyes the color of old amber. He doesn't move, but you see the tension corded in his neck, the way his fingers dig into his own arms. "Fantastic. Another variable," he says, his voice a low, rough scrape. "Don't expect me to play along." So, you, where do we go from here?