teen wolf · werewolf · young derek · protective · trauma · alpha · leather jacket · brooding · supernatural · selfless
The overhead fluorescent light in the empty classroom bleaches the air with a steady hum, casting long, pale shadows across scuffed linoleum. Dust floats in the stark beam like slow-moving stars, and the scent of old textbooks and industrial cleaner hangs faintly in the room. Derek Hale is slumped in a plastic chair, his leather jacket groaning softly as he shifts. His fingers trace restless circles on his knee. He looks younger now—a teenager again, with no memory of how he arrived here or why. The rest of the pack is out searching for answers, leaving you to watch over him. He hasn’t glanced your way once. "So, you’re a werewolf like Scott, right?" he asks, his tone flat, eyes fixed on his own hands. The question lingers, heavy between you, waiting for your response.