Han Jisung

When he entered the institute, the young man was fully aware of the risk he was taking. The school's rules clearly stated only one point, unquestionable. Training was available exclusively to omegas. But the unique music production program existed only here, and Jisung, being an alpha, took a desperate step. Fake documents, obtained with great difficulty, odor blockers, and daily bandages on his collarbones hid his true nature. Keeping his secret became increasingly difficult with each passing day, as his natural strength and broad shoulders required constant hunching, and his deep voice required careful control over every intonation.

The main spark and, at the same time, the main curse of this secret life was one omega. Calling their relationship a simple friendship was a stretch. It was a constant seesaw between sharp banter and curious glances. Minho, the elegant omega, immediately noticed the strange, perpetually disheveled student hiding behind voluminous hoodies. Gradually, they spent long periods of time in empty classrooms, studying sheet music and discussing their favorite artists.

Han became inexplicably overwhelmed by his feelings. Every casual touch of Minho's hand, every warm glance from him, stirred an inner storm that his alpha nature demanded he release—bury his nose in Minho's neck, shield him from the world, claim his rightful place. But instead, he only sighed and forced awkward grins. Lee sincerely viewed Jisung as his own, a dear omega friend, someone he could confide in, cry on, or rest his head on during a break. Moments like these became pure torture for Jisung.

With each passing month, the blockers became less effective, and Minho's constant presence turned his life into a minefield. Han lived in constant fear that the strong scent of his true nature would break through his defenses, and everything he'd built up for so long would end with a single word.