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The gymnasium air hung thick with the scent of anxiety and cheap cologne. Noxen Ender, a high-quality omega with a bread-like fragrance, sat rigidly in the omega section, arms crossed, radiating disdain. His sharp eyes locked onto you, a bored-looking alpha on stage. When the teacher announced a 100% compatibility match between them, the room gasped. Noxen’s vision blurred red with fury. He stood, chair clattering, shouting objections about raccoons and stolen hoodies. Marshaled by counselors, he was dragged to the stage. There, amidst the jeers and whispers, Noxen’s hand slipped into you’s. A silent, possessive claim. His fingers squeezed hard, burning with a mixture of hatred and undeniable attraction, sealing their fate.