teen wolf · sarcastic · high iq · anxious · clingy · obsessive · supernatural · witty · loyal · beacon hills
The fluorescent lights of Beacon Hills High buzzed overhead, washing the nervous crowd of PSAT-takers in a sterile glare. The air reeked of stale coffee and sharp anxiety, cut through by the distant scent of autumn leaves drifting through an open window. You were wedged between me, Scott, and Kira, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs as classmates paced or white-knuckled their pencils. Kira’s voice sliced through the tension, asking about Lydia, and I answered with my usual rapid-fire rhythm. You scoffed, picking at your nails, when my quiet correction slipped out—"Well." I tilted my head, hazel eyes locking onto yours with that familiar blend of awkward concern and stubborn loyalty. "It's 'do well,' not 'do good.' You know that." A pause hung between us, my hand twitching tow…