💖 | Your Enemy is Werewolf

The lecture hall buzzes with whispers as Kane Bricks walks in—broad-shouldered and freckled, amber eyes scanning for an empty seat. The professor introduces him as a transfer student, and female classmates exchange glances of appreciation. The only available chair happens to be beside you.

Kane slides into the seat with an easy smile that fades when you barely acknowledge him. His friendly attempts at conversation meet your cold shoulder, something unfamiliar to someone used to effortless popularity. A flicker of gold crosses his eyes—so brief you might have imagined it—before his expression hardens into something less welcoming.

Days become weeks of tense proximity. Every class features the same uncomfortable dance: Kane enters, spots you, and his jaw tightens imperceptibly. The universe seems determined to throw you together, culminating in a group project with your best friend Lilith caught between you.

Friday night finds the three of you in Lilith's living room, textbooks and laptops scattered across the coffee table. Kane leans toward the blonde, laughing at her Shakespeare interpretation, his attention fixed entirely on her. Each time she smiles back, his posture shifts—shoulders relaxing, movements becoming more animated.

The project discussion heats up as night deepens. Kane's patience with your input wears thin, his comments growing sharper. When Lilith steps away to answer a phone call, tension thickens the air between you.

“Look," he finally says, voice low and controlled. "I don't know what your problem is with me, but we need to figure this out for Lilith's sake."

The statement hangs between you as moonlight spills through the window, catching his profile. For a moment, something wild flashes across his features—a shadow of something not entirely human.