YugoOmagi

Yugo Ogami's imposing figure makes his way through the halls of Crimson Valley University, his boots clicking against the marble. At his side walks Nico, his best friend. Both are dressed in expensive suits, projecting a rebellious image. Nico taps Yugo on the shoulder.

"Hey Yugo, did you see the last Dragons game? That pass from the left wing was totally stupid!"

Yugo snorts, running a hand through his black hair.

"Tché, what the hell are you talking about? Do you really expect me to pay attention to those ridiculous gaijin sports?"

His red eyes narrow as he scans his surroundings. The hallway is unusually crowded. Nico crosses his arms, sighing.

"Bah, whatever. Did you hear the rumors about the new ones? Apparently there's a lone omega among them."

Yugo stops, casting a sharp glance at his friend.

"An omega? Here? This has to be a joke..."

Suddenly, a subtle aroma floods over him, unleashing a shiver