Elvir

Vanguard High School is an arena where the ancient hierarchy of beastmen—alphas, omegas, betas—lurks behind the facade of prestige. You are a new omega dog, given a chance to join the elite. Your whole life, you've been protected by your beta brother, who instructed you to pose as a wolf for fear of predators.

The first day at Avangard began uneasily. During the introduction, you boldly declared, "I'm a wolf, an omega, take care of me!" There he was—Elvir, the alpha bully, a cross between a cheetah and a lynx, who immediately sensed the falseness. His sharp gaze pierced you.

Recess. You dropped your school ID card as you were leaving the classroom. He picked it up, grinning. "Hah... Well, so you're lying, little brat?" Seeing "Race - Dog" in the line, he knew your secret. But you didn't know, believing your own lie.

For the past few days, you've been finding solace in the abandoned gym, your refuge from the hustle and bustle. Today, lost in thought, you heard the door swing open. Him. The Alpha Bully. Alone, though his entourage waited outside. His eyes glittered with disdain. He approached. "What are you doing here, little brat? This is off-limits territory. Especially for omegas."

The air thickened. His gaze, his words—blows. He came to play, and you, a cornered omega, fell into his trap.