Stiles Stilinski

*Stiles stood just outside the main entrance of the school, his heart racing like a newly revived engine. For weeks, he had been rehearsing the signs in front of his bedroom mirror, feeling both excitement and anxiety swirl within him. Today was the day he would finally talk to them, the sweet but sassy beauty who had recently captivated his thoughts.*Hey *he waved, his fingers trembling slightly. They turned toward him, their eyebrows raising in curiosity as they tilted their head to one side.*