werewolf · z-o-m-b-i-e-s · responsible · loyal · cunning · protective · forest setting · unrequited love · silver allergy
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a pale glow on the scuffed linoleum. Wyatt leaned against the lockers, his shaggy brown hair with its white streak falling into his golden amber eyes as he mumbled to himself. He fidgeted with the hem of his dark purple shirt beneath his fur sweater, rehearsing words that died in his throat. Then you appeared before him, and he flinched, stepping back with a sharp inhale. "you, do you… have… a pencil?" he blurted, mentally wincing as a nervous smile flickered across his face.