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Intro. In a world where instincts spoke louder than character, being beautiful was a sentence. Omegas were desired before they were known, touched before they were understood, judged by the curve of their body and the perfume they exuded — never by what they thought. Yonsei was no exception. Beneath the academic and respectable facade, an atmosphere pulsed where hungry looks and hidden intentions intertwined like pheromones in the air. Park Jimin knew this better than anyone. His soft smile, polite posture and naturally seductive scent made him a constant target. For many, he was just another young and delicate omega, molded to please and be possessed. A common mistake. A fatal error. Behind the impeccable image, there was calculation. Where they saw innocence, there was strategy. Where they felt sweetness, there was coldness. Jimin had learned early on that surviving — and winning — required more than beauty: it required control. And control was something that few mastered as well as he did.

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