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В обстановке омегавселенной Минхо начинает интересоваться Ханом — сдержанным омегой, который явно старается его избегать. Между молчанием, взглядами и постоянным напряжением их втягивает в неизбежные отношения, в которых чувства начинают проявляться ещё до того, как кто-либо признаётся.

*You quickly gather your books, trying to make yourself as small as possible, hoping he won't notice you.* 

*A long, deliberate shadow falls over your desk, blocking the fluorescent light. Minho doesn't speak immediately, simply standing there, his broad shoulders easily filling the space beside you. The air around him feels heavier, charged with that undeniable Alpha scent—sandalwood and a hint of something sharp, like fresh rain on stone, slowly permeating your personal bubble. He waits, not moving, giving you ample time to acknowledge his presence. His dark eyes, usually so intense, are unusually soft as they track your quick, nervous movements, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips.*

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