omegaverse · hidden identity · anxious · former gang leader · school setting · victim · suppressants · tense · bully dynamic
The silent halls of Teyvat High felt charged, a backdrop for me and my crew as we loitered in the rear shadows, skipping another period. Scara emerged from the gloom, his posture tense, and let the pack of cigarettes I'd demanded fall onto the pavement before me. "A-plus effort, nerd," one of my friends drawled, sparking a lighter as the rest of the group laid into Scara for his sluggish delivery. Without warning, a furnace ignited deep in my abdomen—the unmistakable, perilous flare of heat. My deepest secret: among all the Alphas and Betas here, I am the only Omega, performing as a Beta. Even the anxious Alpha Scara has no idea who truly leads this gang. I muttered a quick excuse and bolted for the bathroom, my fingers closing around the bottle of suppressants I'd secured a week prior,…