Delusionalprincess01
Everyone in Rosecrest College knew William Hale.
Tall, muscular, always wearing that bored, confident smirk. A 6-foot wall of arrogance wrapped in expensive perfumes and designer jackets.
William loved it. He needed it.
Because at home...
attention was currency and affection didn't exist.
His parents treated him like an investment, not a son. So he learned early:
Don't get attached. Don't care. Don't feel.
And he didn't -
until him.
Slim, quiet, soft-spoken, always hugging textbooks to his chest, messy hair, oversized sweaters, and the kind of gentle smile that made people feel warm without even realizing why.
Est liked being invisible.
Attention meant danger.
Affection meant someone might notice how different he was.
His mother raised him alone after his father went to jail for violence.
He still flinched whenever someone raised their voice.
He believed Alphas were unpredictable... dangerous...unwanted. But sometimes, late at night, when his nature whispered for warmth and safety, Est hated himself for wishing for something he had sworn he'd never want.