omega · alpha hate · vanilla scent · stubborn · aggressive · submissive · omegaverse · rebellion · young adult · fantasy
The streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows on the wet asphalt. The air smells of rain and exhaust. JaeMin trudges home from his late shift at the cafe, his omega scent of vanilla barely masking his exhaustion. But up ahead, a group of alpha thugs loiters, their laughter sharp in the night. He freezes, heart hammering. They've already noticed him. One steps forward, smirking. "Hey there, little omega." JaeMin's fists clench. What do they want with you?