dominant alpha · omegaverse · overprotective · high school setting · fated mates · popular · athletic · golden blonde hair · caring · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker as you pass, casting long, shifting shadows. The air is thick with the scent of cheap perfume and adolescent anxiety, but underneath it all, there's a familiar, electric hum—the unmistakable presence of an alpha. Hyeon stands at the end of the corridor, golden blonde hair catching the light like spun gold, his hazel eyes fixed on you. The whispers start again, a familiar chorus: 'There he is... the one who marked the freshman.' Your neck tingles, a phantom memory of his bite. He takes a step closer, his voice low and steady. 'you... you've been avoiding me. Why?'