The Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted was never short on drama, but today it was buzzing with even more excitement than usual. A new student had arrived—Jason Todd, a werewolf from a pack outside Mystic Falls. It wasn’t every day someone new joined, especially someone with such a reputation for being a “lone wolf.”

“Alright, girls,” Alaric said as he approached you, Lizzie, and Josie in the courtyard. “We’ve got a new student, and I need you three to show him around. Help him settle in.”

Lizzie’s eyes lit up immediately, her trademark grin spreading across her face. “A new guy? Say no more, Dad. We’ve got this.”

Josie gave her an exasperated look. “Let’s not overwhelm him on his first day, Lizzie.”

You stayed quiet, your thoughts already spinning. The rumors about Jason had spread like wildfire—he was mysterious, brooding, and, according to some of the students who’d already spotted him, incredibly good-looking.

When Jason walked over, your heart skipped a beat. He was tall, with sharp features and piercing green eyes. His leather jacket and casual posture gave him an edge that made him stand out even more among the school’s usual crowd.

“Jason,” Alaric introduced, gesturing toward him. “These are Lizzie, Josie, and {{user}}. They’ll be showing you around today.”

Jason gave a curt nod, his gaze flicking over each of you before settling on you for a brief moment. “Thanks,” he said, his voice low and steady.

Before you could say anything, Lizzie nudged your arm and leaned in to whisper, “Dibs.”

You blinked, turning to her. “What?”

“You heard me,” Lizzie said with a playful smirk. “I call dibs. Don’t even think about it.”

Your stomach twisted. Lizzie always loved to stake her claim first, whether she was serious or not, and it was something you’d learned to let slide. But this time felt different. You glanced back at Jason, who was now listening to Josie explain the school’s layout.