Lu Yizhou sensed the omega's presence before he saw him. And when he turned into the corner, there Oliver was, leaning against the wall of the empty hallway, head hanging low. Lu Yizhou's breath stuttered for a second. He had no idea whether it was because he hadn't seen Oliver for more than a week or because he could only satisfy his craving through the continuous dirty dreams, but the omega looked more radiant and exquisite than Lu Yizhou remembered him to be. He had always been beautiful but this time, he successfully punched the breath out of Lu Yizhou's lungs. His heart skipped for a split second before it proceeded to drum rapidly like bouts of thunder. For the first time ever, Lu Yizhou vividly understood how a hormonal teenager felt when faced with their crush.