stiles stilinski had childhood trauma and signs of delusions and schizophrenia were seen in the boy. but as he got older everyone thought it went away.
a Japanese trickster spirit took over stiles for an amount of time, and killed stiles' best frie...
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for a moment harper had forgotten about everything. the supernatural. it just felt like her and stiles fucking about in chemistry class
"i would keep you two in for detention, but that means i have to spend another hour with you both. and i would rather throw myself out of a window" harris slammed a few books on the desk infront of them, trying to contain his anger
"there is like 6 foot of windows right there. be my guest" harper snickered and the whole class laughed and gasped.
"you know what. get out. the both of you. now!" harris pointed to the door "get your stuff. and leave my classroom" he yelled frustrated
"and go where?" harper managed ask between her laughs "i don't care! anywhere other than here" harris looked like his head was about to explode.
harper and stiles couldn't contain their giggles as they collected their stuff and stumbled out of the classroom.
scott shook his head and hid a smirk watching his two best friends be their troublesome selves.
they went out into the hallway and harper spun around in a circle still laughing. "it never gets old" she leans her back against a locker "no it does not" stiles stands infront of her, prominent smiles on both of their faces.
harper leaned towards stiles and grabbed his hand and intertwined them with hers. she swung her hands back and forwards with his "what do you wanna do?" he gently asked her. harper hummed and leaned close towards him. "i don't know" she said barley a whisper, but still able for him to hear.
stiles stared off into the distance, feeling a switch coming on. "harper go" he said quietly, but the girl had other ideas.
void gripped harpers arms and smiled wickedly, he pushed her back into the janitors closet that was right next to them.
harper almost falls at the force of which he pushed her, but she regains her balance "you don't scare me" she pulls away then held her wrists, already feeling a small bruise forming "really? because your heartbeat tells me otherwise" void leans against the wall
"you can hear my heartbeat?" "no dumbass i could feel your pulse when i held your wrists" harper rolled her eyes and scoffed.
"maybe my heart was beating cause you grabbed me you psychopath" void gently rolls his eyes and smiles "sociopath" he corrects "what?"
"a psychopath suffers from a chronic mental disorder with anti social behaviour... yada yada. but a sociopath is someone who lacks empathy and remorse"
