"Chenle, save those fists for when you truly need them. Step Number Two towards reforming you: keep your reactions under control."
"Ew, imagine having self-control."
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in which a police office...
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"Any volunteers to demonstrate?" Mr. Kim, the self-defence instructor asked knowing full well that no one would respond.
Chenle stood beside Jisung with his arms wrapped around the alpha's right bicep. He glanced up at him to see if any form of consideration to demonstrate crossed his eyes, but Jisung was as still as a stone.
"No? I'll choose two, then. An alpha..." he scanned the line to clap eyes on that jerk from yesterday who kept harassing Chenle about his secondary gender. "You?" The guy stepped forward reluctantly.
"With my luck, he'll choose me as the non-alpha," the omega rolled his eyes jokingly. His partner obviously didn't know that this other boy was the one who supposedly received Chenle's 'punch, kick, scratch, you name it' the previous day.
Donghyuck and Mark were a bit further down the line but Mr. Kim breezed over Donghyuck without choosing him. Instead, he stopped at Chenle and squinted his eyes. "You're not an alpha, right?"
"...No."
"Okay, out you step. Demonstrate with this young man."
Chenle squeezed his arms tightly around Jisung's and leaned up to whisper "I was only making a joke!" He unwound from the alpha and hesitantly moved away from him, but the younger didn't seem keen on him pairing with the creepily grinning boy beside Mr. Kim.
"I don't mind demonstrating with him," Jisung offered, but was waved off by both the teacher and the other alpha.
"Right, so both of you can take a few steps back so that there's room to move freely."
Chenle and the boy stood facing each other, one with a fiery glare and the other with a disconcerting glint in his eyes. They took some paces away from the line of classmates. "Don't even talk to me," the omega warned and balled up his fists, but it fitted the action they needed to carry out.
"Why not?"
"Okay," the instructor called, "There will be a throw involved. Can the alpha throw the non-alpha onto the mat like we practiced at the beginning?"
He got uncomfortably close and emitted the same scent as last time, which resembled dark chocolate. "This is good practice."
"For what?" Chenle grunted and prepared himself. The boy's hands found their way to his body and successfully, if not a bit too lightly, landed the omega on his back with the taller figure holding him down. "Ugh, you stink of dark chocolate."
He ignored the comment. "Aren't you used to this position?"
"Don't make this more disgusting than it has to be."
Mr. Kim and the class clapped at the delivery, but Jisung stayed eerily still with extremely deadly eyes. They were trained on the other alpha's lips, which formed words that he could just about understand. From a faraway, unconcerned memory, he could match Chenle's partner to the surname Ro, but could not remember the first name.
