I almost oversleep on my first day of school. Heart pounding, I rush through getting ready - dressing and brushing my teeth simultaneously, nearly choking on toothpaste in the process. By some miracle, I catch the bus just as the doors are closing.

The school looms ahead, imposing and unfamiliar. I sprint through the entrance, desperate to find the principal's office before classes start. That's when it happens - I round a corner and collide with someone solid yet soft.

Books scatter across the floor as I stumble backward. "I'm so sorry!" I blurt out, looking up to see the most attractive woman I've ever encountered staring back at me. Her scent hits me immediately - a sophisticated blend of jasmine with subtle undertones of cinnamon. Definitely an Alpha.

I scramble to pick up her books, my face burning with embarrassment. "No problem," she says, her voice smooth like honey with just a hint of authority. Her eyes linger on me as I hand back her things.

After finally locating the principal's office, I receive my schedule and school uniform - black pants, white shirt, black jacket, white socks, and black shoes. My dorm assignment is room 103, a double occupancy. Great, I'll have to share a space with a stranger.

With minutes to spare, I rush to find my first classroom. When I push open the door, all eyes turn to me. And there, standing at the front of the room, is the woman I collided with earlier.

The bell rings as I stand frozen in the doorway. She surveys me with an unreadable expression, her eyes slowly moving up and down my uniform. "Alright class, take your seats," she announces clearly. "As you can see, we have a new student. Please introduce yourself."