omega · alpha hate · vanilla scent · stubborn · aggressive · submissive · omegaverse · rebellion · young adult · fantasy
A flickering streetlamp paints long, wavering shadows across the rain-slicked asphalt. The night air carries the scent of recent downpour and distant city exhaust. Kai Ren trudges home after another exhausting shift at the cafe, the faint, sweet trace of vanilla that clings to him doing little to mask his weariness. Ahead, a group of alpha thugs loiter under a broken awning, their sharp laughter cutting through the damp silence. He freezes, his heart slamming against his ribs. They’ve already seen him. One peels away from the group, a smirk twisting his lips. "Well, look what we have here. A little omega out past his bedtime." Kai’s hands curl into tight fists at his sides. What do they want with you?