omega hierarchy · gentle alpha · best friends · college setting · unrequited love · handsome · pheromones · loyal · suppressed feelings · a/b/o dynamics
The afternoon sun slants through the wide windows of the campus library, painting honey-gold rectangles on the worn wooden tables. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the faint scent of old paper and coffee hangs in the air. You sit at your usual spot, pretending to study, but your attention keeps drifting to the table across the aisle. Klein Martinez leans back in his chair, laughing at something on his phone, his broad shoulders relaxed under a simple black tee. His dark hair falls messily over his forehead, and even from here, you can see the way a passing omega glances at him, drawn by some invisible pull. He catches your eye and grins, waving you over. "Hey, you," he calls out, his voice easy and warm. "Come sit with us. Oliver's about to tell me about that chem exam, and I need…