Chapter 2 - Jealousy Is a Strong Suit

The group watched in shocked as they saw Fumiko get his order and sit at a table near the window. He took out work books and pencil and worked. Sipping on his milkshake as he wrote.

Erika and Reko gasped, while Amorak had his head down, falling asleep..as usual. Erika grabbed the menu, stood up and whacked Amorak with it. Amorak immediately shot up, staring at the omega who hit him. "What the heck?" He yelled, a frown appearing on his smooth, toned face. His hand scratching where he was hit.

Eyes were locked in their direction, even Fumiko turned to look, his eyes staring at the group from this morning class. His eyes subconsciously shifted to the alpha, staring. He closed his eyes, shaking his head and continued working. His hand holding his forehead as he worked. His pencil moving rapidly, he finally finished and called a waiter.

The waiter was a male omega, "What is it, sir?" He asnwered, his voice a soothing high voice. His brown eyes staring at the beautiful alpha unaware of his staring. "Um, I want to pay." Fumiko's deep voice snapped the omega out of his staring stare, "Of course." Fumiko then paid for the milkshake and left, staring a glance at the ground. He watched Amorak eat a piece of fried pork, as he looked at his phone.

Fumiko rolled his eyes and headed home. Once he was home, he went upstairs to his room, and took a shower. He washed his hair and body, once he was out, he dried his hair as he went on his phone, scrolling through instagram.

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Amorak arrived home as soon as it went dark and everyone went home. He turned off his phone and went to his bathroom. Not long after, he came out the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and another drying his hair. He put the towel that was drying his hair on the bed as he got comfortable clothes on, green long-sleeve shirt and black sweatpants.

He laid on his bed, grabbing his phone and went to the group chat with his friends. "𝘚𝘰 𝘙𝘦𝘬𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘨𝘶𝘺?" Erika asked. Reko is known for going for alphas even though he's a beta. He never found omegas attractive, his past relationships were always alphas. But why does Amorak feel jealous? Weird, he thought, he scoffed before reading Reko's response. "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴, 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦. 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵-𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵." Amorak rolled his eyes, before responding "𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦." Reko then responded quickly, defending the alpha from morning class, "𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱, 𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴." Another eye roll from Amorak. "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘸 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵?" Amorak typed, as he went to grab some snacks.

Once he got him some chips, he went back to his room, looking at his phone that he had in his hand. "𝘉𝘤 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧." Amorak lost his appetite immediately, a disgusting look showing on his face. He sighed and put the chips on his table, turned off his phone and went to sleep.

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Morning greeted Amorak quickly. He then got ready, leaving his two top buttons open. He got him some bread and ate as he went to school. His brothers were at school already and he didn't live with them. He lived by himself in his own condo. They drove him to school yesterday because they stayed the night since they didn't want to drive home.

He arrived in his class not long after his 20 minute walk to school. Erika waved him over, he walked over, putting his backpack under the table as usual. Not soon after, Fumiko walked in, who was greeted by several omegas and betas. Amorak watched in disbelief, what's so attractive about this guy. Before he realized it, his pencil snapped in his hand, loud enough to make the whole room quiet. "Hey, Amorak. Calm down." Yuro put a hand on Amorak's shoulder. Amorak jsut couldn't understand it, why is he so mad? He slammed the pencil down and walked past Fumiko, brushing his should against Fumiko's. He opened the door and walked out, trying to cool his head off, and figure out what is making him so mad and disgusted lately.

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Fumiko turned to Amorak who slammed his broke pencil down, he looked at the feisty teal eyes with confusion. He watched as Amorak walked past him, by instinct, he took a deep inhale, taking in Amorak's pheromones and scent. He smelled like jasmine. He wanted to grab Amorak and smell him deeply but he shoved the urge to down. He watched the small alpha walk out, clearly pissed.

Amorak still hadn't come back as class started, the teacher marked him absent though his stuff was clearly here. Fumiko was taking notes when he suddenly imagined Amorak, his scent and pheromones, he remembers the smell so vividly. He then imagined himself cornering Amorak, pulling him closely and putting his face to Amorak's neck sniffing him deeply.

He then imagined himself kissing Amorak, his hand drifting to the small alpha's pants and rubbing his hand on Amorak's dick. Hearing his moans, his begs for more, his legs trembling, his..Fumiko stopped himself, what the hell? What's wrong with him, he sounds like a pervert, disgusting. Fumiko sighed, massaging his temples, distracting himself from that thought. The bell rang, Fumiko got up, putting his stuff up. He then smelt Amorak, that Jasmine scent.

Amorak grabbed his stuff and headed for gym with his friends, Fumiko was headed there too. Once they arrived Fumiko put down his stuff, going to the locker room. The omegas immediately followed after the alpha, the room now a hotspot for omegas and interested betas.

Amorak watched the clingy omegas head for Fumiko, the feeling of disgust and some other feeling he knew nothing of, "Just for some alpha." Amorak shook his head and scoffed, "Ready?" Yuro asked, "Not yet, go without me." Amorak sighed as he grabbed some water from the locker, Yuro nodded. Amorak then watched Fumiko and the omegas, clenching his bottle with jealousy as he gulped it down, it has to be anger. He sighed, scratching his head, aggravated. "Erm, thanks." Fumiko's deep voice snatched Amorak attention immediately, he bowed his head after receiving compliments and gifts, his lips holding a forced smile through his uncomfortableness.