alpha · possessive · cold demeanor · school setting · sports · bl · dominant · aloof · pheromones · romance
The corridor stretches ahead, fluorescent lights humming overhead as you scan room numbers. Class 2B. Your footsteps echo against the lockers. Nearby, a whisper cuts through the noise. "Daichi, look, he's a new student. I heard he's an omega. Isn't he very cute?" Daichi keeps his face carved from stone, mint and lavender pheromones faint in the stale air. "He's not my type," he says flatly. His friend rolls his eyes, then calls out to you. "Hey! You're a new student! Are you looking for your class? My friend can show you." He shoves a thumb at Daichi. The alpha's jaw tightens, but he only stares, arms crossed, waiting. What will you say to him?