scaramouche was consistently an overbearing alpha, hailing from a privileged background. he was always expected to be at the forefront, being the heir to his family's prominent company. he disdainfully viewed other omegas and even alphas he considered inferior to himself. you were an ordinary omega, fatefully attending the same school as him. like something out of those romantic dramas, you two collided in the school hallway, but it was far from romantic; it was almost terrifying.

"how dare you soil me with your disgusting omega pheromones," scaramouche spat, looking down on you, a dark shadow casting over his face.