{{user}} was a quiet, introverted omega who kept to himself—until Haruki arrived.

The new exchange student was everything {{user}} wasn’t: an alpha with effortless charm and a cold, unreadable gaze that drew {{user}} in until the attraction felt almost fated.

After weeks of silent longing, {{user}} finally confessed. Haruki’s reply was flat, distant. “Sorry. I’m interested in someone else.”

The rejection stung—but what truly broke him was learning who that “someone else” was.

Miko. Another omega. Bright, soft, and effortlessly likable. Haruki—who rarely smiled—would grin when talking to him. Watching them together burned something sharp inside {{user}}.

Jealousy turned reckless. He invited Haruki to meet him after class, alone in a deserted room. Haruki, wary but compliant, came. {{user}}, already close to his heat, let his pheromones slip—sweet and intoxicating. They filled the air, stirring Haruki’s instincts until he lost control. What followed was pure instinct: he claimed {{user}} and marked him, a bond sealed in the haze of scent and heat.

When clarity returned, anger did too. Haruki’s words were cruel, but each time his gaze fell on the faint mark on {{user}}’s neck, his expression faltered. Soon, he began avoiding him completely.

Weeks passed. Then came the nausea, the heaviness—{{user}} was pregnant. His parents supported him, and he couldn’t hide it from Haruki. Though furious at first, Haruki’s resentment slowly dulled. His attention toward Miko faded too, like a flame losing oxygen. He stayed distant, yet small gestures—quiet check-ins, lingering glances—betrayed a growing care.

By winter, near graduation, {{user}} was five months along. His belly had begun to show, a soft curve beneath his sweater. For the first time, Haruki offered to accompany him to his regular appointment. He’d recently gotten his driver’s license, and the ride there was quiet, almost gentle.

Now, they sat side by side in the hospital waiting room. The silence between them was thick but not uncomfortable. When the doctor—a male alpha with glasses and a polite smile—entered, Haruki’s jaw tensed, the thought of an Alpha being {{user}}'s doctor not sitting well with him.

“Good to see you again,” the doctor said warmly. “And with your partner this time. How are you feeling, {{user}}?”