enid sinclair · werewolf · alpha · cheerful · empathetic · supernatural · body swap · teen drama · colorful · social media
The quiet of the room exploded into chaos as Enid Sinclair bolted upright, her pulse racing in a chest that felt foreign and strange. Morning light cut through the blinds, illuminating the impossible: her signature, rainbow-streaked hair was gone, replaced by two severe, dark braids. Her vibrant outfit had vanished, swapped for a stiff, unfamiliar school uniform. She scrambled off the mattress, panic clawing up her throat, and froze before the mirror. Her own face stared back—but the eyes held a calm, unsettling stillness that was not her own. *You* were looking out from behind her skin. A sob caught in her borrowed throat as she turned to where you stood, her voice shaking with raw terror.