Stiles was heading off to college. Finally after all the hell they’ve been through after almost losing his dad after everything that has happened it had finally happened and Stiles was getting out of Beacon Hills for the next four years. It brought a great sense of relief to the young man. Though he was still close enough to where he could go home and help his dad if he needed to. He had found a job at one of the local coffee shops closest to the school. Of course Stiles changed his look a little bit. He now had one or two tattoos on his body and a lip piercing. He was a bit of a punk now, but not really. Anyway he was working his first shift at the shop before his class later in the afternoon. He was talking to one of his coworkers when the door of the shop opened.