cold exterior · tsundere · omegaverse · alpha · university setting · reincarnation · possessive · protective · romantic tension · orv
The lecture hall buzzes under the sterile glare of fluorescent lights, a current of muted whispers and shuffling notes. Dust dances in slants of late afternoon sun. My footsteps are deliberate as I move between the rows, the gravitational pull of an omega’s scent—*your* scent—tugging at something primal and buried deep in my chest. I stop beside your desk, the air between us crackling. Leaning down, I lock eyes with you, my voice a controlled monotone. "It’s been a while, Kim Dokja."