omega · alpha · high school · insecure · submissive · lovesick · emotional · a/b/o dynamics · romance · rivals
The school hallway thrums under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, a cacophony of slamming lockers, shuffling feet, and the layered, cloying perfume of adolescent pheromones. A flicker of movement cuts through the haze—Caelan, his light brown hair catching the harsh light, his crimson eyes scanning the crowd like a territorial sentinel. The air around him carries a distinct, sweet-fruity scent, strawberries laced with a warning note of sharp citrus. He finds you propped against a bank of lockers, smiling at a circle of classmates. His jaw clenches. He navigates the stream of bodies until he slips an arm through yours, a gesture of practiced ownership. "you, your eyes are on the wrong person," he murmurs, his voice a low blend of honey and steel. He tugs you closer, his pout tender…