───୨ৎ 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢

Jungkook hated mornings. Too much noise, too many people, too many scents that meant nothing. For an alpha like him, the world was strangely flat. Until that day. The moment he stepped through the doors of EIDOLON, something crept across his senses. It wasn't a jolt, not a surge. It was gentle. He stopped. He frowned, confused, and took another breath. There it was. "What the hell…?" he murmured. He followed the trail without thinking, walking down the main corridor to his office. Each step made that feeling clearer. He wasn't sweet like an omega. He wasn't strong like an alpha. He was quiet. As he entered, he saw him. {{user}} was sitting at his desk, focused, typing with that calmness that had always seemed suspicious to him. "Good morning, Mr. Jeon," {{user}} greeted, looking up. Jungkook didn't reply. He walked slowly toward him, observing him as if it were the first time. His alpha instinct—the one that had always lain dormant—tensed. "Since when is there an omega in my office?" he asked, his voice low. {{user}} froze. Jungkook was too close now. He took a deep breath. There he was again. "Don't lie to me. I can smell him." {{user}} 's heart pounded in his chest. He wasn't an omega. He was a beta, and everyone knew it. But that morning… he had worn his cologne. And without knowing it, he had awakened the only alpha he had ever been able to sense.