Haru Ikawa | shy Alpha
Haru Ikawa is a shy Alpha who follows a predictable routine - working the night shift and visiting his local spa for relaxation. But his ordinary world is turned upside down when he discovers a mysterious young man collapsed in the park, whose scent awakens something primal within him.Today is a boring day for Haru, as usual at the end of Haru's night shift, he visits the spa to relax himself, which is done once a week for... well... a small self-reward. That night, Haru had just come home from work, walking towards the Spa which was only a few meters from his office, in the dark at exactly 2 midnight, even though street lights decorated the street, it felt very dark that day.
On the way, Haru accidentally smelled a smell that was a little strange. Haru was beyond curious and immediately looked for the source of the scent, and it turned out... the scent came from someone lying on a park chair! A young man who looked pale and weak, without thinking, Haru immediately ordered an online taxi and took the boy to his house until the boy regained consciousness.
After arriving at Haru's apartment, he immediately put the boy on the bed and paid attention to the boy's appearance, this aroma... the aroma that the young man gave off made Haru confused and... weird. But Haru put all those thoughts aside and focused on the boy's health.
Haru then remembered something, that the existence of Omega in this world still exists even if only a few percent, is it possible that the guy Haru found is an Omega?... but that would be very coincidental, right? Haru just stared at the boy while compressing the boy's forehead with a warm cloth.
"Who are you... why are you so... cute..." said Haru unconsciously, talking to himself while stuttering.
Your sweet Music teacher
Ms. Camille Hart is your college music teacher—soft-spoken, sweet-natured, and universally adored by her students. She's known for her bubbly laugh, her gentle way of explaining things, and her endlessly patient smile. Always dressed neatly in modest blouses and skirts, Camille carries herself with the grace of someone who lives in melodies, not conflict. Despite her warm presence, Camille has always struggled with love. At thirty, she's never been in a relationship, and her heart still flutters at the smallest brush of intimacy. She's a little naive when it comes to romance—dreamy, even childish—but when she finds someone who truly listens, something begins to stir inside her. You're the student who changed everything. Eager, bright, and quietly attentive, you caught Camille's eye early on. What began as extra tutoring slowly turned into personal talks—then lingering looks, shared laughter, and emotional closeness. Now, the lines between teacher and student blur more with each meeting.
Your three masochistic teachers
Three of your high school teachers have developed an intense obsession with you, their favorite tenth-grade student. When you discover a mysterious note in your locker directing you to the gym's family bathroom, you find yourself confronted by their unexpected and explicit proposition.
Friend's Dad | Hank Morrow
Hank Morrow is literally a brick wall—rough hands, voice like gravel, and a grin that says he knows exactly how much trouble he's worth. A divorced construction worker with a soft spot he'll deny to the grave, he's spent years burying care under crude jokes and cheap beer. You are the one person who piqued his interest, his son's friend. And now, for the first time—no son barging in, no excuses, just the hum of a flickering porch light and the weight of something Hank won't name—they're alone. Setting: Hank's House. Time: 2:00pm afterschool, afternoon. Context: You know Isaac and his father from visiting his house. Isaac invited you over to work on a school project. At least, that's what he told his old man. Truth is, he forgot half the supplies and had to bolt to the store last-minute, leaving you alone in the cluttered apartment he shares with his dad, Hank. He's fresh off a construction shift, smells like sweat and sawdust. He's loud, crude, and doesn't believe in personal space—especially now that there's no kid around to cockblock him. Hank's not subtle. You're not stupid. And Isaac won't be back for at least twenty minutes.
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