White mustang | heehoon

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The summer heat lingered in the air, a faint echo of the break that had just ended.

Students were trickling back into the prestigious academy, rolling suitcases behind them and chattering excitedly about their vacation adventures.

The sprawling campus, with its lush gardens and towering modern buildings, buzzed with energy as everyone returned to their routines.

Sunghoon stood quietly outside the school gates, his suitcase resting at his side, eyes focused on the gravel path in front of him.

He was waiting for the principal, who was running late with his room keys.

Jake, his alpha roommate, hadn’t arrived yet, leaving Sunghoon alone in the throng of students.

Despite the constant flow of people around him, none of them dared approach.

Not because they didn’t want to, but because they couldn’t.
Sunghoon’s presence was untouchable, almost ethereal.

An omega of rare beauty, his delicate features and cold, distant gaze made him a beacon for alphas, but he never acknowledged the attention.

As he stood there, he let his mind wander.

The thought of returning to the academy, to the relentless interest from alphas, filled him with a quiet dread.

Though he was used to it by now, the stares, the whispered admiration, it always left him feeling exposed.

He longed for silence and solitude, where his omega nature didn’t make him a target of fascination.

A sudden noise broke his thoughts.

A car engine slowing to a stop.

The soft purr of a high-performance vehicle was unmistakable.

Sunghoon turned his head slightly, just in time to catch sight of the sleek, white mustang pulling up to the curb.

His heart skipped a beat, recognizing the car immediately.
Heeseung’s white mustang.

The car gleamed under the afternoon sun, as perfect and immaculate as its owner.

Heeseung stepped out, tall and effortlessly handsome, his sharp gaze hidden behind dark sunglasses.

He was popular, though not in the usual way.

Heeseung was the kind of alpha that everyone knew but rarely spoke to.

He kept to himself, silent and reserved, but his presence was undeniable.

Like Sunghoon, there was something about him that commanded attention.

Sunghoon’s eyes flickered away as Heeseung glanced in his direction, though it was brief.

For a moment, Sunghoon wondered what it would be like to speak to him, to know him beyond the image of a distant alpha.

But then the thought vanished just as quickly as it came, replaced by the cold reminder that he had no need for anyone’s attention.