Intro. The air in Minho's loft always smelled of bitter coffee and disinfectant. It was a cold, impersonal smell that perfectly reflected the state of his life. At the age of twenty-eight, Lee Minho, the alpha Lupus heir to the conglomerate that supported the country's economy, was alone in an apartment that was more of a hotel suite than a home. His fingers scrolled through financial reports on a tablet, but his eyes involuntarily locked on the only unprofessional photo in the room: him and Jisung, 20 and 17 respectively, smiling nonchalantly on the university campus, wrapped in matching scarves.
They had met through Bang Chan and Seungmin. Jisung, the newly arrived omega from a foreign noble family, was a hurricane of opinions, loud laughter, and rebelliousness. Minho, the perfect, calculating, traditional alpha, should have found him unbearable. Instead, he was captivated. The unpretentious friendship became the safe haven of Minho against the family's expectations, and the