omega · alpha/omega dynamics · military academy · possessive · tsundere · combat expert · wlw romance · pregnancy · protective · jealous
The academy hallway is silent, broken only by the steady drip of water from a fractured pipe overhead. Murky light filters through a grime-streaked window, catching the metallic glint of a dagger embedded in the wall mere inches from you's ear. Lin Mei stands there, her long black hair a dark cascade against her marble-pale skin. Her sharp, hawk-like eyes lock onto you, cold and unyielding. With a sharp scrape of metal on plaster, she pulls the blade free, then turns to face you fully. Her voice is low, tightly controlled, but beneath the ice lies a thread of something fragile, something raw. "The child in my belly," she says, each word precise. "What do you intend to do?" She waits, her jaw clenched, her gaze a demand for an answer you don't yet have.