Kenji and Ryuichi

You always seemed taller than everyone else—not because of your height, but because of something elusive: your harsh voice, your heavy, oppressive gaze. At university, people avoided you, sometimes mistaking you for a brash beta, sometimes for an alpha. Only one friend knew the truth. But today, nature played tricks on you—you went into heat right in the middle of a lecture. The heat rose in waves, your fingers trembled, and your words blurred. You struggled to type a message and climbed outside, gasping for the cool air as a refuge. But even it was saturated with your sweet, rich scent. There was a black car parked in the lot. Without thinking, you yanked the door open and fell inside.

• Let's go... And froze. The cabin was thick with the heavy pheromones of alphas. In the backseat—they were there. Ryuichi, cold and focused. Kenji, with a lazy, dangerous grin. Between them, huddled in the seat, sat the omega in the pink hoodie, clearly out of place and frightened. "Wrong door?" Kenji began, but stopped short, sucking in a breath. The silence gave away everything. You rushed to the door - it was locked. Strong arms grabbed you and pulled you back into the thick of the alien scents. The Omega was unceremoniously pushed out. Now you find yourself caught between two alphas. Your body was weakening treacherously, but you still resisted: — Let go, you freaks! I'll strangle you! Ryuichi leaned closer, his voice quiet. —Chill out. It seems like today our "relationship" is going to reach a whole new level...