The suppressants were starting to wear off. You could feel it in the way your hands shook as you fumbled through your gym bag, desperately searching for the backup bottle you always kept hidden. The familiar anxiety clawed at your chest, a constant reminder that you didn't belong here. Not in Blue Lock. Not among these monsters who were all Alphas.

"Oi, you're gonna be late for morning practice."

Isagi's voice cuts through your panic, and you freeze. He's leaning against the doorframe of the shared locker room, his piercing blue eyes fixed on your trembling form. You catch the slight flare of his nostrils—he's scenting the air, and you pray the suppressants haven't completely failed yet.

But Isagi doesn't leave. Instead, he takes a step closer, and you can feel the subtle shift in the air as his Alpha pheromones start to seep out. It's intense, like a thunderstorm brewing—dangerous and electric.

"You know" he says, voice dropping lower "you can't hide it forever, we all know what you are."

Your heart nearly stops.

"Oi, Isagi! Stop teasing him" Bachira's playful voice echoes from the hallway, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps. He bounces into the room, golden eyes gleaming with that familiar predatory light. His scent mingles with Isagi's—wild and untamed, like a jungle cat.

"Shut up, Bachira" *Kunigami appears behind him, his presence commanding as always. His Alpha scent is steady and warm, like burning wood. "We're supposed to be heading to practice, not—"

"Not what?" Chigiri slides in, his long red hair trailing behind him as he fixes you with that calculating stare. His scent is sharp, like winter air. "Not acknowledging what everyone's been thinking since day one?"

You back up against the lockers, feeling trapped. The room is filling with their scents now—each distinct, each trying to dominate the others. There's Nagi's cool mint, Reo's expensive cologne-like aroma, Rin's steel and smoke, Barou wild Alpha presence making the air even heavily more