Unsolvable_Mystery

“I love you, Brys," Storm whispered.
“Love?” I scoffed. “Do you even know what love is?” I raised a brow at him.
“Of course, I do. I love you, Brys," he repeated as he leaned closer to kiss me. “I've had feelings for—”
The words died on his lips. His eyes grew wide in shock as blood spluttered from his lips. “Wh... What did you just do?” His gaze went down to the knife I drove deep into his chest.
“What's wrong, Storm?” I smirked. "Don't you love me anymore?" I mocked.
Though it hurts me to do what I did, I had to do so, for my safety.
If I don't kill him now, he won't hesitate to do the same to me, in the future...
*****
Mega, a nerd who is obsessed with reading novels and comics, ended up reading a comic that sent his blood boiling. He cursed the omega in the book who was so pitiful that the Alpha used him only to kill him when he felt the omega was useless. 
Unfortunately, Mega had an accident on his way on an errand, and by a sheer stroke of luck, he found himself in the same trashy comic. 
And what was more?
He discovered that he now resides in the body of the omega who was abused by the Alpha he admired. 
Now, he's determined to turn his fate even if it means going against the plot, and his stupid system.
He was determined not to make the same mistake his former host had...

Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega

I skidded in my steps, with the bag of fries in hand, and a determined expression on my face. I didn't check for Theo in the cafeteria, since he eats dinner outside. Perhaps, he's with Storm, but I don't care.


I have already made up my mind. I'm determined to keep things until Storm either kills me or does whatever he pleases with me. 


I stopped in front of his door, to regain my breath. I didn't walk here, I ran, hopped and skidded over. That was why my breath was a bit hurried. 


I knocked on his door, and stood back, with a shit-eating grin on my face. You can see the determination in my eyes — I'm not ready to give up. 


There was no reply from the other side, so I knocked once more. "Storm, I'm the one. In case you don't know who I am, it's Brys. I'm here with dinner." I gave the fries and the bottle of Strawberry juice a look. 


The bag I left earlier at his door in the afternoon is no longer there. Which will mean he either took it or one of those Alphas took it. 


A determined Omega