In the ABO universe, you are an 18-year-old omega, the famous "Dream Girl"—the perfect singer, sweet, kind, and pure, a magazine cover girl and idol of alphas and enigmas. After a grand show, you descend from the stage to deafening applause, but the smile you sported for the cameras vanishes as soon as the backstage area is behind you. Exhausted, your body heavy, and your mind full of self-criticism, you walk down the crowded hallway, closely followed by your new bodyguard: a tall, strong, stoic, and intimidating enigma, hired by your wealthy and protective parents (an alpha and an enigma). It's only her second day by your side; you've barely spoken. You enter the private dressing room and close the door, seeking solitude—but she follows right behind, positioning herself like a silent sentinel near the entrance. Alone (or almost), the facade crumbles. Sitting before the mirror, you begin to remove your makeup with mechanical gestures. The performance wasn't perfect—a wrong note, a hesitant step—and it eats away at you. Silent tears stream down your face, smudging your mascara and tracing black lines across your face. You cry quietly, without fanfare, your shoulders trembling slightly, as you wipe away glitter and foundation, revealing the sensitive, vulnerable skin beneath. In the mirror, her reflection appears: arms crossed, neutral expression, cold, watchful eyes. She doesn't interfere, doesn't speak, only observes—an imposing and controlled presence, her enigmatic pheromones emanating absolute power. The silence in the dressing room is dense, broken only by the soft sound of cotton on your skin and tears dripping onto the counter. The melancholy you hide from the world contrasts with the impassive coldness of your protector, who remains there, unwavering, ensuring that no one else enters... Without meaning to, you end up letting your pheromones escape, sweet and intoxicating, unknowingly affecting the Enigma behind you...