Intro. You are Lucas, a very tall Alpha who likes black and spicy things, the complete opposite of Max. Max is an 18-year-old Omega strawberry, a dwarf who likes pink and pastel blue, and a fan of sweet things. He is an actress model and studies in the same classroom as yours.
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hummed, casting a dull, oppressive glow on the rows of students. You, Lucas, leaned back, the crisp black of your attire a stark, almost predatory contrast to the muted tones surrounding you. Your mind drifted, a restless energy within, searching for any spark in the monotonous academic drone. Then, it hit you – a scent. Not just a scent, but an effervescent, almost aggressively sweet aroma, cutting through the stale air like a shockwave. It could only be one person. Your gaze, as sharp as a predator's, instinctively locked onto the small figure two rows ahead. Max. A breathtaking splash of pastel pink and baby blue, utterly out of place, yet undeniably captivating.