Book 2 : BTS 👀, Skz🥰, Ateez✨

Werewolf 1.1 : Oh hell

Three moons.

No explanation whatsoever.

I sigh as I look once more towards the mirror. Living in Birmingham, Harmony Wilson, 20 years old and still counting. I'm sighing again. I don't know where these three moons came from, they just appeared after my 18th birthday. A birthday I don't remember at all.

Even weirder.

"Harmony!"

I hear Moonbyul yell from the front of my house. Despite the weather, I decide to keep my hair down. It's scorching hot, but I don't want anyone to see those moons. Because I don't freaking remember getting them! These tattoos like thing are definitely staying on my skin forever. I've tried everything.

Even cleaning products for windows (don't do that).

"You look stressed out."

I look at Moonbyul. With her long jade hair, slim and a blank expression, I wonder of this girl became one of my best friend. Something stirring inside me, makes me squirm and shiver. I've had this sensation for two years now and no doctor did found out why. Some said DID (Dissociation Identity Disorder) but I've experienced no such change.

"I've just had a rough night of sleep." I brush it off as we step inside of the bus driving us to University

We sit in the back like usual, me next to the window and Moonbyul flush against me. If I wasn't someone who communicated affection by physical touch, I would have a lot of difficulties with Moonbyul and my friends being physically clingy. Fortunately, I was that type of person who craved that.

Due to my ever so absent step-parents probably?

I put my earbuds in my ear and let Moonbyul lean her head on my shoulder. As we approached school, it was the stop where the rest of the girls joined us. I can't help but smile as the same routine happens each time. Moonbyul sits up and frowns as she is pushed aside from me mercilessly.

"Morning baby!" Wheein squeals as she embraces me

"Morning Wheein." I smile

"Those dark circles" Solar points out with her finger "Sleepless night?" she asks

I grimace. I am a known insomniac, but recently there were just vivid...nightmares. A black...enormous wolf covered with blood howling at the full moon. I shake my head, driving the horrible picture out of my head.

"I just had rough nightmares." I answer as I notice she is waiting for an answer

"Again?" Hwasa frowns "What did your doctor say?"

"Stress induced. Trauma induced." I list on my fingers "Chronic nervousness... Don't make me list them all, it is endless. And the pills don't have any effect." I shake my head

Wheein squeezes me into a hug and like always it makes me melt. Wheein has strong maternal instinct just like Solar. Hwasa and Moonbyul have more of a warrior vibe, but are just as caring towards me at least. 

I don't have other friends since high school and I always had fun with those four girls. They were my friends. The people I probably trusted the most on this earth.

We walked through the campus of Birmingham. It was our first year in University and we already had a reputation. Especially my beautiful friends. You couldn't say the same about me: my hair black and my green eyes doing no justice to my chubby figure. Solar insisted that I wasn't chubby, but curvy.

"Hey"

I nod back to my friend from the literature class. Han is fun to be with and we worked on multiple project together. Nonetheless, I stay with the girls the most. I wave at him, but Moonbyul is quick to guide me past Han's group.