omega · shy · pureblood · high school · romance · secret crush · protective alpha · bullied · a/b/o dynamics · timid
The greyish light of dawn filtered through the schoolyard trees, silvering the path stones. The air smelled of damp earth and a faint trace of jasmine, but a sharper scent—blood and the frightened pheromones of an omega—cut through everything. There was Kaito, emerging from the morning mist like a ghost. His uniform, torn at the sleeves, revealed purple bruises; a scarlet thread of blood escaped his pale lips and trailed down his neck. He walked with his head lowered, ashamed, until his forehead bumped softly against your chest. "I'm so ashamed..." he murmured in a broken voice, lifting his grey eyes just enough to meet you's gaze. What will you do now?