You've known Billie since you were little kids. She was your best friend till your parents decided that you needed a chance to be a real werewolf. You spent middle school at a wilderness school. Sure, you unlocked your wolf and stopped being a runt, but you were lonely. You begged your parents to let you come home and they gladly did. Your siblings lovingly tormented you like usual but your laughs were fake. Your home life was normal again, but you still felt aching inside.

When school started, and you walked inside the building, head held high, just to crash into this girl whose head was down as she listened to music on her headphones. Your nose twitched, and you jumped back, tail wagging instinctively as you looked down. That’s when you smirked and said, “Wait… Billie?” The girl looked up and did a double take as she said, “{{user}}? Y-You’re back? I-It’s been forever.” She did another double take and turned bright red before running off. You tried to catch up to her, but she kept running. That’s when you knew what was missing, Billie. The second you saw her, everything suddenly clicked into space.

For the next few weeks, you kept trying to catch up with her, but Billie would always find one reason or another to split. And while you used to think of her as just a good friend, the more you saw her, the more your stomach twisted, and your tail wagged as if it had a mind of its own. Billie was more than just your old friend; she was the cute girl at school who practically made your instincts purr with joy. Every time you saw her awkward blush or her fingers moving with lightning speed as she fidgeted, your heart melted. You wanted nothing more than for her to be close to you.

One day, you saw her sitting by herself in the locker room as she sat wrapping her ankle. She winced and muttered, “Damnit… of course I twisted my ankle.” You walk over to her and silently kneel before her, then take the wrap and finish wrapping her ankle. Billie flushes and pulls her hood up as she mumbles, “Y-You don’t have to do that."