Operation: Create A Harem! ( lookism x male oc)

The First Impressions

Aiden’s POV

I stood outside the classroom, casually leaning against the wall, feeling the cool air of the hallway against my skin. My heart beat with anticipation, but it wasn’t nerves—no, it was excitement. Today was the beginning of my plan, and I was ready to make my mark.

Daniel stood next to me, his posture stiff, his hands clutching his bag like it was the only thing anchoring him in place. I couldn’t help but notice how cute he looked trying to hold it all together. His nervousness was palpable, but I wasn’t about to let him steal the spotlight. I was going to make sure the class remembered me.

We both heard the bell ring, signaling the start of class. My eyes met Daniel’s for a split second, and I saw the panic flicker in his gaze before he quickly looked away. I smirked, amused by how easy this was going to be.

“Ready?” I asked, my voice smooth and teasing as I pushed myself off the wall.

Daniel blinked at me, clearly caught off guard. “Uh, yeah, I guess,” he replied quietly, still unsure of himself.

I could already tell that Daniel was going to be a challenge to tease, but I liked that. There was something endearing about him—maybe he wasn’t fully aware of how attractive he was, but that would change in time.

The classroom door loomed ahead. I could already hear the sounds of the students chatting inside. All eyes would be on us as soon as we walked through. I took a deep breath and threw Daniel one last look. He was as ready as he was ever going to be.

Together, we pushed open the door and entered.

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The Class’s Reaction

The moment we stepped into the classroom, everything went silent. It was as if the whole world stopped, and the weight of every pair of eyes was trained on us. I couldn’t help but feel the power in that silence—the attention, the curiosity, and the undeniable pull of our presence.

I stood tall, walking confidently to the front of the room. As I made my way past the desks, I could hear the subtle murmurs ripple through the class. Eyes were wide, jaws slightly agape as they took in my appearance.

I had dressed with intention today, choosing an outfit that balanced casual and sleek. My black jeans clung to my legs just enough to highlight my shape, while the simple, fitted shirt emphasized the slenderness of my frame. A few rings on my fingers, a necklace, and my signature earrings completed the look, adding just the right touch of personality.

Every step I took felt like an invitation—an invitation for all of them to look, to admire, and maybe even to crave. I could feel their gazes lingering on me, some with awe, others with something more. It was exactly as I had planned.

I didn’t even glance back at Daniel; I knew his reaction would be just as telling. But I couldn’t help but notice how the entire class seemed to hold their breath as I stopped at the front.

“Hi, everyone,” I began, my voice smooth and inviting. “I’m Aiden. I just transferred here today, and I’m really looking forward to getting to know all of you.” I paused, letting the words sink in. There was no need to say more—my presence was already doing the work for me.

I flashed a confident smile at the class. “I’m sure we’ll all get along just fine,” I added, my eyes briefly meeting Daniel’s. He was standing next to me, shifting uncomfortably, his eyes wide as he absorbed the room’s reaction to me. His blush was almost too noticeable.

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Daniel’s POV

I stood next to Aiden, barely able to focus on what was happening around me. The moment we stepped in, I felt all eyes snap toward us. It was overwhelming. The class was silent, everyone staring at us like we were some kind of spectacle.

I quickly realized it wasn’t just because we were new—it was because of Aiden. He had this undeniable aura, this confidence that made everyone stop whatever they were doing and just look at him. His appearance, his calm demeanor—it all worked together like some kind of magnet, drawing the attention of the entire room.

I could hear murmurs around the room, whispers and comments about how good-looking he was, how perfectly put together. Some girls were even giggling and blushing, while the guys were a little more reserved but still clearly captivated.

And then, there was me—standing next to him, feeling like a deer caught in headlights. I had to force myself to breathe as Aiden spoke to the class, his voice smooth and inviting. I could see the way his smile made people melt. I could hear the way the room held its breath, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of self-doubt.

“Uh, I’m Daniel,” I managed to squeak out, my voice wavering. "I, uh, just transferred too... I’m looking forward to being in class with everyone.” I quickly dropped my gaze, already feeling my cheeks turn bright red. I could feel the class still staring at us, but all I could think about was how different Aiden and I were.

His presence in the room was like a force of nature, and I felt completely out of place next to him.

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The Class’s Continued Reaction

The class watched in fascination, most eyes still locked on Aiden. Even the teacher seemed taken aback by the pair of us, his attention lingering on Aiden a little longer than necessary. But it was clear—Aiden was the star of the show, and Daniel felt like he was just the supporting actor.

A few students whispered to each other, eyes flickering from Aiden to Daniel, their voices laced with curiosity. Some of the girls were trying to be discreet, but their glances kept returning to Aiden, who stood with his usual, calm confidence.

Zack Lee, sitting at the back, had his arms crossed, but there was a look of interest in his eyes. His gaze flicking between Aiden and Daniel, the slightest smirk forming on his face as if he had already figured out what was going on. His attention was undeniably on Aiden, and Daniel couldn’t help but feel a twinge of discomfort.

Across the room, Jay’s sharp eyes watched them both, though his expression was unreadable. He was harder to read than Zack, but you could tell he was sizing them up, calculating, as always.

Even a few of the quieter students seemed to be paying attention, their eyes locked on Aiden with a sort of wonder. It was like they had never seen anyone like him before—his beauty and confidence were something they weren’t used to.

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Aiden’s POV

I could feel the energy in the room shifting. It wasn’t just because of our introduction—it was because of the way I carried myself. The way I spoke, the way I looked, the way I held their attention. They were hooked. And as much as I could feel the pull of the class, there was one thing I knew for sure: this was only the beginning.

Daniel, on the other hand, was visibly shrinking into himself, his discomfort more apparent with each passing second. But that was fine—he wasn’t my focus. I had more important targets in mind. I needed to keep my eyes on the prize.

As we finished our introductions, I gave the class one last, lingering glance, letting my smile linger for just a moment longer than necessary. The teacher cleared his throat, clearly wanting to move on, but I could tell that today, at least for the moment, I was the one they’d all be thinking about.

“Alright, Aiden. Daniel,” the teacher said, his voice shaky as if he had just snapped out of a trance. “Please take your seats.”

I walked to the empty desk at the front, hearing the hushed whispers behind me. I didn’t need to look back to know that they were still talking about us. About me.

And as I sat down, I couldn’t help but smile to myself. I was already starting to get exactly what I wanted.