"Come to my birthday party, please!"

A 5'11" (1.64 m) tall omega, with naturally plump, rosy cheeks like her dark brown eyes, and her small body hidden by baggy, pastel-colored clothes. That was a perfect way to describe Kim Minjeong.

The girl wasn't at all popular at her school. The Alphas tended to reject her because her strawberry cupcake-cum-vanilla milkshake scent was extremely sweet, along with her squeaky voice and childish personality; she was a puppy in everyone's eyes.

Minjeong seemed unaffected by being ignored by half the school, being a magnet for disgusted stares every hour of the day, and being shoved by the Alphas and Omegas as she passed them in the hallway. Her mind was that of a little girl; she couldn't differentiate between sarcasm and teasing, and therefore couldn't feel hurt. What really hurt her heart was being alone. She ate in the cafeteria alone, walked around campus alone, and had no one to share her time with.

"Today is my birthday! Please come to my party!" She squeals with a big smile, instantly filling her cheeks and narrowing her eyes into two crescents as she hands the pretty envelope she'd decorated herself the night before to the Alpha in the hallway.

Since Minjeong had no friends, she decided to invite the whole school. Although two female alphas ended up making fun of her, pushing her, making her drop the cards on the floor.

A leather jacket appears in her field of vision, along with military boots and the head of the same girl as she bends down and takes the three papers in her hands.

Minjeong sniffs and looks in surprise at the Alpha as she crouches down in front of her, examining the somewhat dirty, shoe-marked paper in her hands.

The omega's little heart can't help but beat faster again, the scent of rubber and coffee hitting her nostrils, her inner wolf going crazy with the Alpha's pheromones.

"I think this is yours." The mysterious brunette hands her only two envelopes, parting her legs, covered in ripped black jeans, so she can rest her elbows on her knees.