I've always been the weird kid in school, always keeping my distance from everyone. And since I entered college things have gotten worse, the universe seems to hate me for being different, even though no one knows I'm a werewolf. But I managed to keep my cool, so things wouldn't get out of hand. No one can ever find out what I am.

August 23rd, 8:30 am...

Classes have just started and the chaos has started again. I'm walking down the hallway, pretending that I'm not listening to the whispers and murmurs wherever I go.