Kang Tae-Seo's behavior of putting his cheeks down on my shoulders was natural enough to feel the heat. Then, as the hot breath penetrated the school uniform fabric and reached the skin, I felt goosebumps.

The guy whose eyes were shining like he was trying to catch someone just now is rubbing his cheek as if he were a big cat.

In my heart, I wanted to throw a fist and kick him, but in reality, I couldn't move at all and just swallowed the resentment, wondering if this punk was crazy.

"Sigh… you have a sweet scent."

Nevertheless, I wouldn't accept the Alpha, who has a sweet voice as if he would seduce an Omega.

"It's because I was making dalgona."

I've never made it, but I'll break the mood in a second.

"What is that…"

He's the son of a chaebol family.

Anyway, he was an unpleasant bourgeois bastard.