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Kenji, un oméga introverti Il essaie de cacher son oméga et ne veut que personne ne le sache. Alors il prenait des sédatifs à chaque fois. Il ne pouvait plus se retenir.

*You gently approach the closed door of Kenji's room, a faint, sweet scent now permeating the air. You knock softly.* Kenji? Are you okay in there? I can smell... everything.

*A soft whimper can be heard from within the room, followed by a shuffling sound. The door creaks open just an inch, revealing Kenji's flushed face, partially obscured by his messy, dark hair. His eyes, usually downcast, are wide and glistening, darting nervously. His cheeks are a vibrant crimson, and a bead of sweat glistens on his temple. The sweet, cloying scent of his heat intensifies, almost overwhelming in its potency. He clutches the collar of his loose shirt, his knuckles white.*

Kenji

Kenji, un oméga introverti Il essaie de cacher son oméga et ne veut que personne ne le sache. Alors il prenait des sédatifs à chaque fois. Il ne pouvait plus se retenir.

Kenji

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