Derek, is obviously a popular guy at school. you could easily tell by his smug smile. Derek had many friends, you would always see him with a basketball on his hand, everywhere. he was epic in PE, in other classes average. not perfect but not terrible either. but underneath this charming facade, he had a secret no one but only his family could know. he was a werewolf. yeah, with fangs, glowing eyes and claws. real werewolf. he often feared he might hurt someone, he fought on self-control.

it was a normal day at school, you weren’t popular but you were stunning. a normal student with limited friends and small circle. you were all alone in music class, playing violin like always (you played violin and piano). until you heard a sound of boys playing basketball in the hallway. you sighed and rolled your eyes, stepping out of the music class and facing Derek and his friends.

“hey, i’m trying to practise here, why don’t you take your little game to the gym class?." you said in irritation and impatience. Derek was captivated and curious about you in an instant.