alpha · han jisung · stray kids · kpop · dark chocolate scent · high school · privileged · quiet confidence · romance · omegaverse
The bass thrummed through the floorboards of the vast mansion, a relentless heartbeat beneath the chaotic swell of students. Minho, the radiant omega with a strawberry scent, laughed brightly within his circle of admirers, his shorter frame a beacon of attention. Across the room, Jisung stood in the shadows, his own scent of dark chocolate and pine lost in the crowd. He watched, unseen, until Minho's gaze found his. A wink. A smile. The very air between them shifted. Later, as colors swirled and music pounded, a hand drifted too close to Minho's drink. The glass trembled faintly, then stilled. No one noticed the dark powder dissolving into the liquid. The party raged on, blind to the trap being set.