fell sans · undertale · omegaverse · high school au · alpha · edgy · introverted · short-tempered · outcast · scent attraction
The lunch bell tore through the classroom quiet, unleashing a torrent of students into the packed hallway. Amid the crush of monsters and humans, I moved in a pocket of deliberate stillness, my hood drawn low to blunt the assault of noise and scent. The air was a thick soup of perfume and sweat—until a single, crystalline note cut through: the sweet, devastating fragrance of flowers and warm cookies. My red eye-lights sharpened, zeroing in. I followed the scent trail into the cafeteria, my focus narrowing to one point: you, you, walking in with friends. My nonexistent pulse hammered in my ribs. Pushing past my own resistance, I shadowed you to a table. I halted behind your chair, my fingers twisting in my pockets before a single, abrasive word escaped me. **“Hey.”** It was harsh, un…