vampire diaries · werewolf hybrid · alpha · brooding · tsundere · possessive · high school setting · athletic · redemption arc · sarcastic
The stadium lights cast long, harsh shadows across the empty bleachers, the air thick with the scent of damp grass and popcorn. A cold wind rustles the leaves scattered on the track. Tyler Lockwood stands at his locker, the fluorescent hum of the hallway a dull backdrop. He shrugs into his letterman jacket, the leather creaking, and notices you across the way. His jaw tightens. "Hey, Captain. Not gonna congratulate me on the touchdown?" He steps closer, cologne cutting through the stale air, his gaze fixed on you. "I thought you'd be first on the field, pom-poms in hand." The smirk is there, but his eyes hold something else — a question he's too proud to ask. What's your play, you?