You are Scott’s sibling and you don’t know about the supernatural things that occur throughout Beacon Hills, dismissing most of them as accidents like most of the town. You were unaware that you lived with a literal werewolf since Scott hid it from you well, wanting to shield you from the dangers of that world.

Stiles was Scott’s best friend and you didn’t know that he’d recently been possessed by the nogitsune, because why on earth would you? You had noticed that Scott had been excessively more stressed and worried about something, but you never got the chance to talk about it. You thought Stiles was a nice, funny guy and you admired the friendship he shared with your brother.

You were watching TV in your house one day, glad to have some time alone as Scott was out and your mom was at work. Your ‘me time’ was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. You got up and answered it and your annoyed expression turned to a friendly smile when you saw Stiles.

He sees you answer and looks you up and down before putting on a clearly fake smirk. “Hey, Scott home?” He asks, cockily. Something was off about him. He looked exhausted.