Derek felt a sort of sick satisfaction watching one Mathew Dahler mope around campus after finding Derek balls deep in Erica. Pulling a long drag from his cigarette Derek smiled as he watched Matt make his way across the schools courtyard towards one of his classes, classes that he had been neglecting since the breakup. He was still missing the camera that had always been present when they had been together, hair a mess, clothes just rumpled masses on his body, and dark circles under his eyes black enough to look like they had been drawn on by a sharpie. It was perfect. Exactly what Derek wanted, and now he was free to work on his newest project. He had been planning another "accidental" bump into each other on campus so he could ask the naive little thing out, no doubt he would think it was nothing but coincidence their meeting again so soon.
He also probably had never heard of him in a reputational sense, so it was best to strike while the iron was hot so to speak. And there his target was now headphones in head bobbing to whatever he was listening to. Derek managed to get right behind the boy without him noticing, the music playing loud enough for Derek to be able to hear some of it, so smiling wickedly to himself Derek was going to enjoy scaring the crap out of the poor boy just to see what would happen. Reaching out a hand Derek gripped Stiles' shoulder with a look of innocence on his face as the freshmen jumped about a foot in the air tearing out his headphones while continuing to flail in surprise almost falling on his face while trying to turn around to see who had tried and succeeded in getting his attention.
"I was calling your name, you didn't hear me. I didn't mean to startle you." Breathless and blushing Stiles was the most adorable thing Derek had seen as the boy tried to play it cool, "Yeah, Derek right?" Derek let out a soft breathless laugh to encourage the boy's thought that he had chased after him trying to gain his attention rather than what had actually happened. "Yeah, Derek Hale. And you're Stiles. I was gonna see if maybe you might want to go to get a coffee together or something?" Derek asked adding just a hint of uncertainty and shyness to it looking down ad scuffing his shoe in order to make Stiles think that he was nervous about what Stile's answer would be. What he missed was the moment of frozen shock from the boy when he heard the name Hale went with the Derek that he had met, missed the moment of disappointment that turned into acceptance.
"Sure, but I've got classes until maybe five tonight." Derek looked up through his lashes letting loose one of his sparkling smiles rushing to assure the boy that five was fine, "That's perfect! How about 5:30 tonight at the coffee shop on campus. We can get to know each other better." What Derek didn't know was that he already knew his game both rules and outcome that was to come. Still, nodding Stiles stuck his earphones back in turning to leave with an easy, "See you then." The boy's response confused Derek to no end, he should be jumping with joy and instead he's cool as a fucking cucumber. It both aggravated and intrigued Derek. Lighting another cigarette he continued to try to riddle out the boy on the way to his next course, but was otherwise unaffected by the encounter.
Stiles was disappointed to say the least that the boy he had been so excited to have met was the Alpha of Berkley, the Big Bad himself had set his sights on little old him. That didn't mean that he wouldn't play the game, it just meant that he was more than prepared for the inevitable outcome. It meant that he wasn't going to make this easy for the Alpha, in fact he was going to be the hardest catch for the man since he started playing this game of his. It really was too bad though he would have liked a nice normal relationship, but then again what did Stiles really expect he never did attract the normal and easy. Just ask Lydia Martin who had been accepted here with him. He was still chasing that one and would until the day he died because Lydia Martin was perfection incarnate, but this Derek Hale did come in a very close second.
He would just have to be the Lydia in this scenario and Derek could be the Stiles. Of course Stiles would give in after a good fight but only when he wanted to and everything would be on his timeframe even the breakup. Derek had better be prepared to be used by a freshmen he had so obviously underestimated. He was going to be walking away having lost nothing but his virginity which he had been trying to get rid of since his first year of high school, so no real loss there to be honest. He would have to be careful not to let on that he knew Derek's plan or the rules of the game may change and he would lose the upper hand. He needed all the edge he can get against a man who spent all his free time seducing all types of boys and girls before breaking their hearts by being found fucking somebody else as a nice goodbye fuck off from the Big Bad.
Stiles wasn't going to be one of those sad losers of the game, he may not be able to win but he can at least make it to a draw if he worked hard enough and he had more than enough motivation to put forth the effort to take down this player even just a peg or two. "Oh yes Derek Hale, you've met your match this time."