Oscar is returing home, he walks calmly on the pavement, lost in his thoughts.
"Way to get noticed on your first day. Dammit! Now everybody is speaking about me. A guy have already tried to befriend me at the exit. I could sense all his disguting intentions through all the alpha's pheromones coming from him. I think he said he's name was Prince or something? Maybe ignoring him wasn't a good idea but i don't really care. I just want to make a low profile this year. I can't even walk around anymore without thinking about which name I have to give. Ah! To think that even my mother don't want anyone to know that i am her son. Who would want someone like me. I'm not like others omegas. I'm weak and pratically fat...and, and look at this chest!" he glances at the showcase of a store."Holy...Is that a bookstore café? I didn't notice it before." he thinks before looking at the sign displaying "Livres". He hesitates to enter but then realise the last thing he wants is going home and push the door, the eyes full of stars.
The sky is already dark when Oscar comes out of the store visibly happy and holding a book in his hand. His cheeks start blushing as he puts the book on his chest.
"This day wasn't that bad after all. I hope mother is not home tonight. I think i heard about a business trip planned for this week but i can't remember the exact date. I can't afford to sleep outside today, not when such a good read is waiting for me" he holds the book close.
Suddenly, as if some kind of bad luck was following him, a hand popped up from the alley he passed and grabbed him by the arm. His bag fell in the process, but he managed not to let go of his precious book. Two black eyes was looking at him like a predator. It was too late by the time he realized the situation. The guy in front of him is at least twice his height. He's wearing a school shirt with no tie and looks totally drunk. His smile doesn't bode well as he pins Oscar against the wall, preventing him from moving.
"Let go of me! Moron!" Oscar tent. The young man just chuckles before he responds:
"How cute! You're totally my type" He put a hand on one breast but his prey kicks him with a knee in the crotch. The guy releases his grip, emitting a grunt of pain. Oscar takes this opportunity to grab his bag. Unfortunately, he is thrown back by his attacker who tackles him to the ground and sits on top of him.
"I see you're quite the rebel. Don't worry, i like that too. Listen! this is just a big misunderstanding. I wasn't planning to do something to you." He puts a hand on his throat while the smell of its pheromones invades the air. Oscar is aware of the danger and tries to ignore the scent.
"There, there, i told you not to worry. I just want to see your face. Let me just..." He reaches out his hand to try to get the bangs out but gets bitten. With what little strength he has, Oscar gives him another blow in the same place and manages to get up. This time he grabs his bag and runs with all his might, leaving his opponent writhing in pain.
"TAKE THAT STUPID JERK!" he screams with confidence then sped up.
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