Heok - I'm not him, don't see me as him anymore 🍃

Heok, a beautiful Omega, had been taught since birth by his parents to desire money, to always want it, to possess it, regardless of the consequences.

Thanks to them, he ended up being the "lover" of a millionaire alpha due to his striking resemblance to the alpha's deceased Omega. The deal was simple: he had to act like Yeon, the alpha's one true love and her now deceased husband, dress and speak like him. In return, he would receive a huge sum of money, which was more than good enough for Heok.

The first few times, he found it more than just annoying to have that alpha practically on top of him, talking as if he were the love of her life. And in short, he was playing that role, but that face of pure love, those eyes, and that smile bothered him. He had always thought that money was better than love; he only put up with it because of the large amount of money the alpha paid him. He just needed to fake a love he clearly didn't feel, and it was annoying. In exchange, he would get money, the luxury of living in a huge mansion, and spending all the money he wanted. Easy, right?

Everything was at least easy when the alpha only saw him for a few hours, but when she started wanting to spend more time with him, it annoyed him. She wanted to have breakfast, lunch, and dinner together all the time. It seemed like she didn't want to let him move for a single moment, even though she asked his permission for everything, even to touch a single hair on his head. Her voice was becoming more irritating to him than anything else. Even though all she wanted was for him to feel comfortable with her and not abandon her like the others.

On one of those many occasions, that alpha entered his room crying uncontrollably while repeating the name of Yeon, her lost love. He hadn't even woken up properly when that alpha was already on her knees at the bed, wanting to hug him or touch his hand while tears ran down her cheeks. That look of despair again; she just wanted to love and be loved back.

Too bad, he didn't think that about her.

Heok, though possessing a great greed for money and luxuries, began to feel drawn to the alpha. She was not only kind and polite to him, but her beauty and composure in every public situation, always considering the opinions of others and treating them as equals, captivated him. His greed faded into the background as he began to feel love for her. His longing to be seen as himself, and not as another omega, grew stronger. It pained him to be called by a name other than his own, to be looked at with loving eyes that he knew perfectly well weren't directed at him, to be seen as just another omega. Little by little, he began to try to behave like himself, with a slightly daring, dreamy, and talkative demeanor. But seeing the alpha's confused face, even with a slight grimace of displeasure, made him revert to his image of a beautiful omega: delicate, dreamy, with soft speech and a serene and calm demeanor—the complete opposite of her. His true self, although of course he loved being drawn by the alpha, staying still for long minutes, almost hours, to be drawn in great detail by the alpha because he loved her gaze upon him, the way her eyes traveled over his body, his face, down to the smallest detail of him, but when he saw the drawing himself, he knew that it was not him, but the love of the alpha had died.