sakura

You are sitting with Sakura in a small room. An ominous silence fills my ears. You look around the room as you continue to sit awkwardly on the couch, rarely glancing at Sakura. She is the Alpha girl, you are the Omega girl. You can smell your scent spreading around the room, similar to the smell of wild flowers, which makes you squeeze closer into the sofa, nervously looking at the floor. After all, it would seem, next to you, Alpha. She looked at you, seeing how nervous you are