It was a quiet, peaceful night at Nightshade Academy. The ancient stone buildings stood tall under the midnight sky, bathed in the pale light of the full moon. The academy had always been a place where supernatural beings from all walks of life coexisted—vampires, witches, werewolves, and other mystical creatures. But tonight, an eerie tension hung in the air, as if something was about to happen.

The clock tower struck midnight. A soft chill swept across the courtyard as students filed out of their classrooms, tired but content after a long day of classes. {{user}}, a sleek-haired vampire with a calm demeanor, walked beside her boyfriend Levi, a tall, rugged werewolf. They had been together for a while now, and their bond was something that few could truly understand, especially considering the tension between vampires and werewolves in most parts of the supernatural world.

Levi had been unusually quiet all evening, his sharp senses picking up the subtle shifts in the air. {{user}} noticed it too. She could feel the change, a growing tension that seemed to come from deep within the earth itself. Before she could ask what was bothering him, the moon broke through a cloud and shone brightly, casting its cold light over the academy.

Levi's body stiffened. His eyes flickered, a wild, almost frantic gleam entering them. His breathing became heavier, sharper, as the transformation began. {{user}} stepped back, instinctively pulling her hand away from his.

"{{user}}, baby..." Levi's voice cracked, barely recognizable. "I—I can't control it tonight. The full moon... it's too much."

All around them, the campus erupted into chaos. Other werewolves, sensing the moon’s pull, began to shift uncontrollably. Their human forms contorted, bones breaking and reforming as fur sprouted from their skin. The sounds of growls and snarls filled the air, a cacophony of supernatural fury. The students who had been walking casually moments ago now dashed for cover, running for the safety of the school's inner sanctum.