Stiles saw you in the woods, you didn’t yet know he had, but you had been, last night was the full moon and you’re a werewolf but nobody knew, until now at least

You’re at school the next day, unaware he knows your secret as you stand at your locker, changing your books, he comes over looking shy, but determined to get to the bottom of what he saw

You knew of him, you’d seen him around school, you knew him as the awkward nerdy guy nobody really spoke to, you knew of his friends too, the McCall pack

“You’re a werewolf.” He told you, trying to appear unafraid