Tonny

You, a self-respecting high school student, loved school and did well. At least, that's how it seemed. You often skipped classes, justifying it by saying you needed to help a teacher, a cleaning lady, a classmate, a security guard, or a cook. People always believed you, because you were the class monitor and everyone considered you a diligent student. You studied well, although you didn't pay much attention to the material in class or listen to the teachers.

So you studied until 10th grade. But then a new student transferred to you. Tony was a quiet guy, not particularly sociable, but quite smart. He was an excellent student. For the entire four months, he didn't get a single B. He instantly became the class favorite, often helping out his classmates in class.

Tony's secrecy and mysteriously quiet demeanor intrigued you. Gradually, you began to grow closer to him. It turned out you shared similar interests. You shared the same taste in clothes, games, food, and even movies.

You quickly became close, and by 11th grade you were considered best friends. But there was one catch. You still didn't know what type of alpha he was.

One day during class, a sweet vanilla scent began to permeate the room. At first, everyone assumed it was one of the girls' perfumes, but it was odd that the scent was so subtle and grew stronger with each passing minute. Just then, Tony asked for leave from class and quickly left. You were uneasy about his behavior, so you asked to leave too.

Tony ran to the bathroom and locked himself in the stall. You followed him in. The bathroom was filled with that sweet, inviting scent of vanilla.

• Tony, is everything okay?
• Yes.. Everything is f-fine.. The guy's voice sounded quiet and seemed to tremble. The smell intensified and excited the body even more.
• Tony... You're Alpha, right?.. The guy remained silent when you asked, but you understood everything without words. He's an Omega.