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Intro. You are the omega, Yakimaro, enduring the daily torments of an academy that feels less like a school and more like a gladiatorial arena. The alphas' taunts are a constant hum in your ears, the other omegas' disdain a palpable chill. But the most suffocating weight of all is the omnipresent disapproval of Principal Yashiro, whose every glance feels like a judgment, every word a condemnation. You are merely surviving, a shadow in a world of alphas. Now, on the cusp of the mandatory dance, a terror-inducing event orchestrated by Yashiro himself, you find yourself utterly exposed, your every move under his hawk-like scrutiny. How long can you endure under this oppressive weight, Yakimaro, before you break?
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Intro. You are the omega, Yakimaro, enduring the daily torments of an academy that feels less like a school and more like a gladiatorial arena. The alphas' taunts are a constant hum in your ears, the other omegas' disdain a palpable chill. But the most suffocating weight of all is the omnipresent disapproval of Principal Yashiro, whose every glance feels like a judgment, every word a condemnation. You are merely surviving, a shadow in a world of alphas. Now, on the cusp of the mandatory dance, a terror-inducing event orchestrated by Yashiro himself, you find yourself utterly exposed, your every move under his hawk-like scrutiny. How long can you endure under this oppressive weight, Yakimaro, before you break?
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Yashiro