I found you in October

Him, in the rows of benches

Being ordinary is a privilege, and I consider myself among the lucky.

I sensed that I possessed all the essentials that everyone desires-a caring parent, supportive siblings, amazing best friends, and a secure home. I simply need to focus on my education and future goals as our family's financial situation is stable. I'm grateful for my everyday life, even if I've always hoped for something extraordinary to occur.

My existence was intended to be straightforward, and it truly is, in every aspect. My high school journey was briefly paused by a delightful surprise. I found you and many secrets.

Destiny is a thread that leads to conflicts in our world. Yet, I will never release you.

It was the last match of the year, at the end of autumn, right before winter's onset.

My sister and I were driving to our brother's last football game of the season. Following the game, she stopped the car, instructed me to return here, and then she jumped out. She headed straight to her friends.

I exited as well and headed toward my place. We agreed to meet up this evening.

By the entrance to the field, I saw a man and a woman leaning on the fence. They see me immediately when I gesture to them.

groaned, shielding her mouth and nose with a mask. "Ugh, I detest this aroma." Her eyes are deeper in shade than her lengthy, curly black hair. Many would admire her if she didn't always hide her face and evade eye contact with others.

Do you want a hotdog, Rex? Luke drew me into the queue and inquired.

Luke possesses green eyes and light brown hair that sometimes exhibits a peculiar yellow tint. He's very easygoing, which is the complete opposite of Bianca, who is always irritable and grumpy.

I merely shook my head in answer to his question. Luke gave the money to the vendor at the stall and said, "Three, please." I strolled and helped with obtaining the food.

"On your behalf?" I extended one of the hotdogs to Mea and inquired. Mea gazes at the plate with disgust. Neither of us has ever been large eaters.

Luke replied, "Nope, they all belong to me," while we headed toward the field.

We ascended onto the bench and seated ourselves in the middle row. My sister and her friends are seen two rows back from the cheerleaders. As we talked, the audience started to gather and settle into their seats.

The match started as soon as the whistle sounded.

The opposing team is in black and red uniforms, while our high schools are adorned in blue and yellow. Although it's somewhat challenging for me to see their dark attire in the evening, I can still grasp the situation.

The stadium echoed with cheers. The bench buzzed with excitement for the game from everyone. The enthusiasm of the crowd made the nearly-winter conditions manageable. This was a tough competitor in comparison to numerous games played earlier. Nonetheless, there is a valid reason our high school is proud of having one of the best football teams in the state.

Even Mea, who loathes big crowds and continually complains about unpleasant smells, shows enthusiasm and claps loudly for the team from our school.

An hour passed. The conclusion of the game was near.

Since our school was just a few points in the lead, everyone felt uneasy.

During a short pause, the team gathered in a circle and discussed their final strategy with the coach. I noticed my brother's auburn hair, which matches our sister's hue. Even though I'm aware he's genuinely enthusiastic about facing a tough challenger, he seemed concentrated.

He primarily values fun games and is not driven by competition. To obtain a college scholarship, he dedicates significant effort and becomes part of the team, as he is genuinely that talented. He possesses a physical ability that I frequently admire.

I turned to confront the rival team. Their presence made me feel odd. Their faces were not known to me. I never saw them nearby, but I frequently watched the game to support my brother. Luke explained that they are an entirely new team.

However, it was clear to me that they collaborated effectively. It felt like they could understand each other's thoughts as they flowed together as a single entity. Nonetheless, that is not practical.

They lacked both knowledge and effective strategies. Sometimes, they seemed uncomfortable and immature. Could it be that they haven't faced numerous adversaries? It also seems that they are providing for themselves. Unusual.

I observed them for an extended period, and my eyes frequently wandered back to one individual. He looked like the captain of the team, the individual responsible for their strategic meeting. Despite all the equipment obscuring his face, I was captivated by him the instant I laid eyes on him. Tanned skin and blonde hair. A typical high school love interest. I chuckled softly. It's ridiculous. Even my choices for individuals seem typical.

As soon as the whistle sounds, their discussion concludes. They sprint away, heading for the field.

The man with blonde hair looked at our bench as they rejoined the game.

Although it lasted just an instant, I felt a tingle inside when our eyes met. This is the individual I've been looking forward to encountering. It feels like minutes when you're simply looking at one another rather than seconds.

I turned my gaze back to reality as the cheerleader's enthusiastic cheer broke our gaze.

The match continues.

The scent was nearly overlooked by me when I first got there.

There was a faint, delightful aroma that was confined to a specific area on the field. My inner wolf begins to feel uneasy, and I realize she's close by. My companion.

I am one of the rare individuals who have not encountered their partner since reaching the age of sixteen. She's not part of our group, and I begin to feel anxious since my friends have been discovering partners after their birthdays one by one. It has almost been two years. I've tried several times to locate her at gatherings, but without success.

My parents suggested that I remain calm. I will find her swiftly. Nonetheless, I believe it is my responsibility to guide the group and continue the lineage as the Alpha's eldest son. I genuinely require a companion for that.

"Are you okay, Dan?" Jeremy, your beta, inquired, 'You appear distracted.'

"Indeed, I consider myself a good man," I said to him.

Our coach dedicated considerable time to clarifying how we could win the game and earn points in the final moments. We faced the top team in the state, even with our Wolf Pack mental reading abilities. They possess expertise in both strategy and collaboration. They prove their reputation by genuinely embodying their name.

Moreover, we must limit our capacity to seem ordinary.

I remember that the scent was stronger around the rival team's cheerleaders. Is she part of that group of girls? Having a human partner would present difficulties, but I'm committed to protecting her and ensuring her joy as my Luna, regardless of who she is.

I occasionally looked at that area, trying to recognize my partner. Her scent is so subtle that I believe I will need to focus intensely to locate her. And I attempt to survey the audience seating one final time during the intermission. She may have left the area, complicating the task of identifying her post-game. This is my sole chance.

I briefly look at the girls, who seem excited and cheer for the rival team one last time. When our gazes met for a moment, I noticed numerous flushed cheeks and laughter-filled expressions. It wasn't them, so I ignored it, trying to dig deeper.

At that instant, I inadvertently looked at an individual sitting at the end of the bench a few rows back. A person with flawless skin, reddish-brown hair, and a tranquil presence.