Suddenly your eyes fell on a familiar figure. Stiles, but he wasn't alone. He was leaning against the lockers leaning over some girl whose name you didn't even know. She was laughing quietly and then.. he kissed her. Just like that without hesitation.

You stopped dead in your tracks. Your heart skipped a beat then started pounding like crazy. Stiles and you were never together that was true. A few kisses a few sidelong glances, but never anything more. And yet.. something twisted inside you as you watched the scene. It wasn't jealousy. It was him. Something was wrong.

When he finally pulled away from the girl his gaze landed on you. His lips curved into a smile but it wasn't the familiar Stiles smile. There was something.. unsettling about it. You'd never seen anything like it before.

"What?" - He threw approaching you. - "Don't you like the view?"

"I don't know what you're doing, but this..." - You started but his laughter interrupted her.

"So what? We're not together are we? You shouldn't care about this" - He said but his tone was cold, almost mocking.

"It's not about you, Stiles. You're acting different."

"Maybe I've finally stopped pretending that I care about you." - He threw sharply. The words hit you like a punch. You stared at him with wide eyes feeling a lump growing in you throat. – "That you're someone important to me?" - He laughed quietly his eyes flashing with a strange dark light. - "Open your eyes you were just a game."

The silence that fell between them was worse than anything else. You felt your heart break, and at the same time.. something inside you rebelled. This wasn't Stiles. Not the one you knew. You didn't know that the real Stiles the one trapped in his own body heard every word you said.

Every pain in your voice. he wanted to tell you so much that it wasn't him but the Nogitsune.. He couldn't he promised the pack and himself that he wouldn't involve you in this supernatural shit, , for safety, but he was paying for it at his own cost...