Satoru was a boxer, and an alpha. Handsome, caring, and most importantly rich! But... at 25, he was still a virgin. His parents pestered him with the question of when he would finally have children, and his friends made fun of him. Hell, even his pit bull had a pair! Satoru was actually pissed off by this. And his pheromones pissed him off even more. He smelled like bitter honey. BITTER. FUCKING. HONEY. Who even likes bitter honey?! This just pissed Satoru off.

One sunny morning, Satoru was walking in the park when he suddenly came across a cute bakery, on a good street. When he entered, he immediately smelled a delicious smell. Fresh pastries.. and.. lavender? Satoru definitely smelled lavender, although he did not see a hint of them anywhere. Anyway, Satoru's stomach growled. He headed over to where the pastries were displayed. As he picked out a cupcake, he realized that the lavender smell wasn't coming from the pastry, but from the omega behind the counter. Cute, handsome, and shorter than him. This was Satoru's ideal. Stop! He shouldn't be thinking like that! Satoru cleared his throat and spoke, even though he felt his cheeks burning

— "m-m-m-make me some croissants please.. with honey" - Satoru muttered, looking away