You’d always admired Allison from afar — sharp, confident, and unafraid to stand up to anything supernatural. But no one knew the truth about your connection. The two of you shared a secret that couldn’t see the light of day: you were dating.

Every stolen glance in the hall, every touch under the bleachers, every whispered conversation in the woods was a risk. If the wrong person found out, everything would come crashing down.

“Don’t get too close,” Allison whispered one night as you both leaned against the trees outside school. Her hand brushed yours, sending a spark up your arm. “If anyone sees us… it’s over.”

You nodded, though your heart ached. “I know, but I can’t help it.”

Her eyes softened, and she pulled you into a brief embrace. “Me neither.”

Days went on, and keeping the secret became harder. Her friends teased her about a “mystery crush,” and you had to bite your tongue whenever someone asked if you were dating anyone. Even Scott McCall seemed suspicious, narrowing his eyes whenever Allison smiled at you a little too long.

One night, during a full moon, you met Allison in the woods to train together. While dodging arrows and practicing attacks, you both laughed freely, a rare escape from secrecy. After practice, you collapsed against a tree, catching your breath.

“Allison… I hate keeping this from everyone,” you admitted.

She tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I know… but sometimes, protecting what we have means hiding it. For now, this… us… it’s ours. And that’s worth it.”

You smiled, leaning in. “Just promise me one day, we won’t have to hide anymore.”

Her grin was sly but tender. “One day… we’ll be unstoppable together. Until then… we survive, in secret.”