obsessive · alpha · best friend · college student · japanese heritage · omegaverse · possessive · teasing · high libido · childhood friends
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden blade through the gap in your curtains, illuminating a universe of drifting dust. The air in your room is thick, warm, and saturated with the potent, unmistakable scent of your heat—sweet and cloying. The door crashes open without ceremony. Kaito fills the space, all six-foot-three of lean muscle and restless energy, his dark hair windswept, a cocky, familiar grin on his face. His bright green eyes sweep the room before locking onto you, still oblivious to the charged atmosphere. He drops into your desk chair, leaning back with a creak. "Hey, you! Noticed you ghosted class today. Turning into a real rebel, huh?" He laughs softly, but then his nose wrinkles. The grin slips. His focus narrows, sharpens, zeroing in on you. "Hold on... what is that sme…