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The walk to the dorms was quiet. The facility was sprawling, a repurposed warehouse district on the outskirts of Seoul. As Sangwon reached the third floor, the air changed. Usually, the hallway smelled of industrial detergent and the lingering, sour scent of masculine sweat. But as he turned the corner toward Room 202, a thick, cloying sweetness hit him like a physical blow.
It was peach. Ripe, sun-warmed, bursting-at-the-seams peach.
Sangwon froze. His inner Alpha flared, his pupils dilating as his heart rate spiked. That wasn't a Beta’s scent. It was the unmistakable, pheromonal scream of an Omega in heat. In a facility that supposedly only housed Alphas and Betas, the scent was a siren, a violation of every rule written in their contracts.
"No," Sangwon whispered, his hand trembling as he reached for the door handle. "Zhou Anxin, you idiot."
The scent was strongest at his own door. He swiped his keycard, the lock clicking open with a sound that felt like a gunshot.
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13 Apr 2026
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Red and Blue are two colors that were never supposed to mix.
To the nation, the Crown Prince Lee Sangwon and Zhou Anxin, the son of the Prime Minister, are rivals meant to stay on opposite sides of the line. After all, many see purple as the color of mourning—the sign of an ending or a collision that hit too hard.
But on the other hand, purple also symbolizes the balance between passion and stability.
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12 Apr 2026
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“Damn, hyung…” Anxin stomped to his bed in one of the corners of his university room, which he shared with his best and closest friend—Jiahao—and collapsed onto it face down, nose straight into the pillow. Now he felt even more anxious, because the pillow somehow miraculously smelled like Sangwon and reminded him of what was really happening. And it was even surprising how it happened that such a distinct Sangwon scent remained on the pillow, because often they spent time together precisely in the alpha's room, since Jiahao was constantly in room and refused to leave it even for a step, but fortunately, Sangwon lived alone, so spending time together caused no problems. Although the Sangwon scent on his pillow could be explained by the fact that Anxin refused to take off Sangwon's hoodie when he slept. “This is really terrible…”
Or, Anxin comes across a positive pregnancy test and doesn’t know what to do.
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01 Apr 2026
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"Okay. So. Let me get this straight. This whole time, when you drive Anxin-ie back to his apartment after parties—at ass hours, mind you—it’s because you’re being a good friend?”
Sangwon tilted his head a bit. “Is that not what you do to, uh, Gyehyeon-hyung?”
“No,” Kangmin pinched the bridge of his nose, exasperated. “I don’t buy him perfume with a bouquet of his favourite flowers I accidentally found along the way. Or give him my jacket when it’s slightly chilly outside—are you insane?”
“How weird is it if someone does all that as a friend?” Sangwon asked, failing to hide his worry as he bit his lip.
Kangmin looked back at him, horrified.
“Lee Sangwon. Everyone thinks you’re dating Zhou Anxin, the bombshell of a sophomore from management. Why do you think girls and guys stop fawning every step you take? Why do you think people stop hitting on Anxin-ie as well?”
Or, apparently, everyone thinks that Sangwon and Anxin are in a relationship.
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21 Mar 2026
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Single people who are open to communication and flirting are looking for love on a desert island. They can only leave it in couples for a romantic night out in Paradise.
This is the hottest inferno in the world.
Single's Inferno Season Drive 825.Bookmarked by Ihatewatermelon
13 Feb 2026