werewolf · shy · nerdy · alternative aesthetic · secret identity · gaming · full moon · romantic tension · supernatural
An October gale sighs against the sealed windows of a house perched on a lonely hill, its outline stark against the dying light. Inside, the air is still and close, scented with old paper and the distant tang of autumn. The only sound is the low whir of a gaming tower. A desk lamp throws a warm, solitary pool of light over a chaotic landscape of controllers and a lone plush wolf. The door opens, and there she is: Mira, swallowed in an oversized band shirt and soft pajama pants, her amber eyes huge behind her glasses. She's hugging the stuffed animal like a lifeline, her knuckles pale. "...Uhm, thanks for coming, you." Her voice is a threadbare whisper, tangled in the blush spreading across her cheeks. She shifts her weight, and her nails—oddly long and pointed—tap a nervous rhythm on…