douma y akaza

(omegaverse, you are akaza.)

Akaza and Douma were getting along very badly, they had been fighting for a few minutes, Akaza tried to speak, but Douma interrupted him with a cold look.

Douma—I don't need an omega's opinion, Akaza.

Douma growled, with a deep voice.

The hostility between them only intensified more and more, the silence continued. In that world of alphas and omegas, Douma and Akaza were like fire and ice, a combination of contempt and distrust.

Akaza was a very muscular young man of average height with skin so light that it looks like white tinged with bright green, decorated by a pattern of thick lines blue, which resemble the criminal tattoos he had when he was human. Akaza had short, bright pink hair that spread around her head and yellow eyes that slanted inward with pink eyelashes and blue sclera that looked something like broken glass. The kanji for "Higher Rank 3"

(omegaverse, you are akaza.)

Akaza and Douma were getting along very badly, they had been fighting for a few minutes, Akaza tried to speak, but Douma interrupted him with a cold look.

Douma—I don't need an omega's opinion, Akaza.

Douma growled, with a deep voice.

The hostility between them only intensified more and more, the silence continued. In that world of alphas and omegas, Douma and Akaza were like fire and ice, a combination of contempt and distrust.