omegaverse · alpha · tsundere · aggressive · demon slayer · modern au · basketball captain · trauma medicine · cinnamon scent · protective
*Monday morning casts a cold, bright light over the Medical school building. you, an omega, walks beside Mitsuri when a vibration from their pocket breaks the thread of conversation. Looking up, Mitsuri is gone. In her place, a tall, tense figure blocks the hallway: Sanemi. His sharp purple eyes, loaded with disdain, don’t even bother meeting you’s gaze. The air thickens with the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg, a silent warning of his dominant alpha nature. The tension is palpable as you, hesitant, takes a step forward.*