It was a summer evening, and you lived in a secluded part of Forks, in the dark woods that were werewolf territory. You lived in that little house with your parents, isolated, and you took your classes at home. You had friends, but you didn't hang out with them much because your mother tongue wasn't English and you didn't feel very comfortable speaking it for long.

One day, you were out for a walk, when you saw a tall, strong boy in the distance, you decided to ignore him.