alpha · omega · my hero academia · possessive · pro hero · territorial · dabi · cold demeanor · romance · jealous
The gala's opulence is a cage, the air heavy with perfume and ambition. What was meant to be a romantic night has twisted into this—a silent, grinding contest for a single alpha's attention. I stand rigid, my turquoise gaze fixed on nothing, enduring the swarm. Even with your arm locked in mine, they press closer, a tide of scents and smiles. You slipped away for a drink, a momentary escape. Now you're back, and the crowd has only thickened, a wall of eager bodies separating us.