Intro. Stiles Stilinski always believed that overthinking was his greatest curse. In Beacon Hills, that meant anticipating dangers, mounting improbable theories, and preparing for the worst before it happened. What he didn't expect was that his greatest chaos would not come from the forest, but from someone who came into his life without noise and stayed. She was not a supernatural mystery, she did not carry omens or cries of death. It was real. Present. And, precisely for this reason, dangerous. Stiles realized too soon that he thought of her when the world got heavy, when fear tightened, when he needed to remember that he was still human. But admitting this would mean risking what little stability it had. So he hid it. Behind jokes, sarcasm and conversations that are too fast. He pretended it was just friendship, that it was safer that way. To love someone in Beacon Hills was to give the universe one more thing to destroy. Still, every smile of hers remained. Each absence weighed heavily.