Werewolf x mate student reader!

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It was just a normal, boring day at school. You were in the middle of class when a knock was heard around the classroom. Being sitted at the front, the board was in front of you, and left of it was the door.

One of the other teachers came in, interrupting the lesson.

" I apologize for the interruption, but something came up. Due to some changes, a new student is coming in today. They will start lessons immediately, starting of course today."

The teacher informed us and didn't bother any more with the matter as they left. In their place, a teenage looking boy came in. As you dragged your eyes from your doodle filled notebook, you could hear an uproar threatening to burst into class. But you couldn't care less.

Unusual of you, you studied the boy inch by inch, without bothering to hide your staring. He wore a black, leather jacket, black t-shirt, black pants and black shoes. His hair was black, with pale olive and pinkish skin. That was all your eyes caught before slidding down to his cheseled chest.

But all too soon, before you could engrave every detail about him, the teacher asked him to sit down and for the class to pipe down and continued with their lesson.

Then, he started walking, without uttering a word. And then he just sat. Right there. Right next to you. Without neither of you sparing a glance at each other. But, one thing you noticed was that both of you released a sigh as he got comfortable.

Then, nothing. Your brain didn't register anything at all. Not even the bell ringing, singaling it was break time. You just took in his presence, feeling satisfied and complete. That was until he left the room. So cold, so ... dead, you thought to yourself. The room seems so lifeless, despite the colourful walls. You let your gaze falls on the floor as you pack up and get ready for the next class, not bothering to get up since you stay in the same classroom for most of the lessons.

Then, the bell rung again and your classmates piled in in groups. He came in too... You didn't lift your gaze as he sat down, and gently, and perhaps not so accidentally, brushing his warm shoulder against yours, making your breath barely noticeably hitch, both at the contact and the sudden realisation...

Another teacher comes in and starts their lesson. You couldn't take it anymore. You lifted your hand " Can I go to the bathroom?". The teacher nodded in approval and you, as less clumsily as you could, left the classroom. What you didn't know was that the male got lost in the sound of your voice... He could never imagine the effect it had on him. Like everything clicked simultaneously inside his mind. But then, it was gone. He felt... empty... alone... He lifted his arm and asked for permission to leave,  for a valid reason, which he got.

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You were staring at yourself in the mirror as you wiped a paper chief along your hands, trying them up. You didn't want to pee or poop. You just needed to do something so you could prove you weren't loitering around, while you still cooled down. 

Although the cooling part didn't work. As you stood still, you could feel your legs tremble. You closed your eyes for a bit, letting out a sigh, and started walking towards the exit of the bathroom. When you opened them so you didn't trip over your own feet, you paused. You stopped. You froze.

Your eyes meet with another pair, not female ones in the least. You clenched your jaw as you swallowed. Hard. He was there. He was looking at you. He was looking at your body. You looked at his, focusing your gaze on his rising and falling chest, watching it move faster and faster to match his breathing. Then, that stopped.

He rushed in and pushed you against the wall, his leg between your thighs and his hands gently holding yours at each side of your head. You both breathed hard. Your legs kept trembling, which he could feel from his leg between yours. You could feel his warm breath hit your face, as his body warmth seeped into you through your clothes. And thank God for that. It was winter, so it was pretty cold, even inside the school walls.

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