"Fucking Sooyoung," Vivi muttered under her breath. The doors of the residence elevator opened up for the third time to let even more passengers into the overcrowded space. The peeved Omega was already nestled between some guy in crocs holding a basket of laundry and a horny couple in the corner who seemed two seconds away from literally fucking each other against the wall. Vivi wasn't one to judge for their elevator sex fantasies but she absolutely did not want to be a part of it in any way, shape or form. Crinkling her nose, Vivi quickly decided that the elevator reeked of far too many Alphas for her liking.
She impatiently watched her phone screen, waiting for those three dots to pop up and indicate that Sooyoung was typing a reply but she seemed to be out of luck. Her last message hadn't even been marked as read yet. "What the fuck are you doing at 5pm on a Monday that you can't even pick up a fucking text." Her mumbling earned her a couple of stares from other passengers but Vivi was too pissed off to care. She slumped back against the elevator wall in defeat and just waited for the car to start moving so she could get off of the damn thing.
Vivi had borrowed some notes from the Alpha during a group project and had been trying to return them for a week now, only Sooyoung wouldn't answer her calls. Tired of her laziness, Vivi decided to take matters into her own hands and bring them to Sooyoung's dorm herself.
Just her luck that the one person in her circles who had already taken that psych class was probably the only student in the 21st century who still hand-wrote their notes. Sooyoung defended her position by saying handwriting was "better for memorization" or something. Frankly, Vivi couldn't care less. She just thought Sooyoung was a geek. If only she could've just sent an email with a PDF like a normal person then Vivi wouldn't be in this situation in the first place.
"8th floor. Going up." The robotic voice of the elevator echoed out and Vivi wasted no time pushing her way through the crowd to get to the front, wanting to have a clear escape route. The second the metal doors opened, the Omega stumbled out into the hallway, coughing dramatically with little regard for anyone who might get offended. If anything, she figured it might give the majority of Alphas on the elevator the helpful hint that they need to do something about their stench.
Thank god for apartment living. Vivi thought to herself as she choked out the last bit of stale air and peered her way down both lengths of the hallway. Vivi remembered which floor Sooyoung lived on from when their group met up to work on the project one time. The room number, however, she was much less sure about.
When one of the nearby doors to the dorms swung open, Vivi asked the boy who exited it where she could find Sooyoung. Not used to seeing a pretty Omega in the (admittedly musty) Alpha dorms, he gave Vivi a look up and down, quite obviously checking her out, only for his confident stature to fall when he met her piercing glare. Already irritable from being here in the first place, Vivi was not in the mood.
"Try down there." he squeaked out. He motioned down the hall before scurrying away to the elevators and repeatedly pressing the button.
Vivi just rolled her eyes, loving how easy she could emasculate someone with just a single look. Though she might be an Omega, she was by no means submissive.
"814...812...810...808..." She counted down the door numbers as she passed them, hoping that hearing the numbers out loud might jog her memory. Eventually, she stopped outside of a room almost at the very end of the hallway. Even though Vivi still wasn't totally sure it was the right room, the door was across from the stairwell, that detail seeming familiar enough to warrant at least a knock.
No response.
Vivi grunted, pulling out her phone to text Sooyoung one last time, giving her one more chance to reply before she busted the door down when suddenly, the Omega was distracted from typing her string of curse words by the faint sound of moaning. She did a quick double take to check that it was indeed Sooyoung's room before putting her ear up to the thin wooden door. The muffled moaning was, without a doubt, female. The new information made Vivi a bit more inclined to stay and listen but her voyeuristic fantasy was quickly ruined upon the reminder that it very well might have been Sooyoung's moaning she was listening to.
