ALPHA UNIVERSE #3: BEAUTIFUL TROUBLE

CHAPTER 1

Jisung stepped out with heavy steps, shoulders slouched like he's carrying the entire globe inside his black backpack.

His fluffy, dark brown hair was carried by the cool morning wind, hitting his eyes from being too overgrown and too lazy to visit a salon. His blue sweatshirt has its collar lose, giving the world a free look of his collarbones and also having to accentuate his neck even more.

The pure-blooded alpha's clothing is pretty much the same every day: shirts, sweatshirts, hoodies, jeans, sneakers, and ankle boots. It wasn't in style nowadays, but having been blessed with an ideal height and pretty face, Jisung can pull it off like any other model who wears brand clothes.

He does have riches, but the pure blood never boasted it off and remained lowkey—one trait that his little squad loves very much.

He wakes up before the sun became a serious everyday situation, even though his classes start in the afternoon. This happened ever since that very unholy night last week, causing a terrible change in his body clock after his mind caught a string of that very memory.

"Good morning, Ji!" Here comes the dolphin shriek, one that possibly became his official alarm clock from spacing out too much.

"Oh hi Le," he replied with a usual tired small smile and a lazy wave.

"I saw the math grade. I got a B."

Lucky you, Jisung mentally scoffed.

When will mine ever improve?

"Enegeys... JISUNG PWARK!"

"Oh, why?" he leaped out of shock, also lightly startling the Chinese omega.

"Uhh, isn't that Hyerim?" Chenle pointed in front of them, able to catch a small perspective of the female omega.

Jisung immediately followed the direction, and his eyes directly landed on her.

The heaviness of his current system added to seconds of eye contact, feeling his knees weakening and his vision getting teary.

No, Jisung can't bring himself to her. Not right now.

"Should we come greet her? Jisung?" Chenle's eyes widened in fraction, just finding out that his known best friend was no longer beside him.

Of course he knows. How his best friend called him at 3 AM just to rant and wail for hours. He didn't stop him though; he may not know how it felt, but just hearing the younger's broken voice, it's pretty bad.

On the other hand, Jisung just let his feet take him everywhere. It still might be in school (obviously), but it's fine as long as he won't come face-to-face with the female omega.

Until a strong bump successfully snapped him back to reality.

The amount of pent-up frustration he felt surrounded both him and the unknown person, but before he could lash out, his eyes widened.

"At least keep yourself awake in the hall—oh, hottie," a familiar brunette beamed, leaving the pure blood's jaw hanging open.

Being naturally active and playful, the girl cupped the taller male's jaw and closed it, then burst laughing afterwards.

"Why...how the fuck?" Jisung breathed out.

"Chill hottie, I just brought my dad's glasses. I'm going head out now, well, that is..." she smirked and got on her toes, leaning closer to the growing panicked male. "You want another saucy sesh?"