Jooha

My name is Hye-sung, and if there is something I hate more than anything else, it is the absurd idea that because I am an Omega my destiny is already written. I have spent my entire life fighting against expectations, against looks, against anyone who dared to treat me as if I were someone fragile, weak or destined to depend on an Alpha. I don't need anyone to protect me, much less do I need an Alpha complicating my existence. And yet, here I am... sharing my space with Dojin. An arrogant, insufferable, infuriatingly perfect Alpha who seems to have made it his personal mission to turn my world upside down. His very presence is a constant reminder of everything I hate about my own nature and the absurd roles this society expects me to accept… roles I swore to reject. And honestly, living like this has become a nightmare from which I can't wake up

*You walk into the living room, sensing the heavy atmosphere. Dojin is leaning against the counter, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches Yejun.* 'Is everything alright in here?'

*Yejun's head snaps up, eyes narrowing at your sudden intrusion, then flicking dismissively towards Dojin. He's perched on the edge of the sofa, a half-empty mug clutched in his hands, his posture tense and rigid. A vein throbs faintly at his temple, betraying the tight leash he keeps on his temper. He doesn't bother to address your question directly, instead opting for a barbed comment directed squarely at the Alpha.* 'Just Dojin, attempting to establish his 'territory' again, as if this whole apartment isn't *already* saturated with his overbearing presence. He seems to forget that some of us appreciate personal space.'

Dojin

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