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The lecture hall was buzzing with students ready to start the new fall semester. Rey sat in the second row, not wanting to be too eager but not so far away that she wouldn't be able to focus. It was ten minutes past what should have been the start of lecture, and she was getting impatient.
"Remind me again why we're taking this class again, and why it's so important we had to take it at 8 in the morning."
Rose, Rey's bright-eyed roommate, glanced at her and smiled. "I'm just really interested in classical literature, okay? You're here because you wanted to share a class with me and this is the only one that fit your schedule." Rey notices Rose's eyes shift past her for a moment, and turned around to see the sole reason Rose registered for this class. "Rey, I know what you're going to say, and please don't give me the look I know you're going to make."
Before Rey could give Rose a stern talking to, the professor finally decided to show up. She would make fun of Rose's crush on their RA later. The lecture doors slammed shut so hard that the overhead lights flickered above them. The tension in the room could be cut with a knife, and Rey could clearly smell it in the air around her.
"I'm sorry I'm late. I'm Professor Solo, and yes, that is my actual surname." His hands flew across the chalkboard with a trail of white following suit. Her hand cramped as she tried to keep up with his lecture.
She was too distracted at first to notice the scent wafting in her direction that invaded her brain processes. Her note-taking gradually slowed until all she could do was trying to find out where that damn smell was coming from. It was times like these Rey wished she was born a beta.
As an omega, life had always been a little difficult, and being a female omega made it doubly so. Ever since she presented she feared that hormone driven alphas would be knocking down her foster family's door every heat cycle. Lucky for her she was able to get on suppressants well before she had her first heat and avoid all that fuss. As progressive as society as a whole had been on alpha/omega rights, Rey still felt like she had to work twice as hard as betas to prove her competency. Getting accepted into Coruscant University was her greatest accomplishment so far; she wasn't going to let this setback distract her from getting her degree and making a better life for herself.
The problem was, Rey had never smelled anything so alluring before. Most unmated alphas didn't take suppressants, but it was like this alpha took something to enhance their scent. She imagined what she would do this alpha, touch their skin, memorize their body...
Before she realized it the sound of zippers and chatter filled the air and Rose nudged her shoulder. "I have to run and get to my next class. Can you do me a favor and ask the professor for his email and office hours?"
Rey nodded. The fog that clouded her judgement was slowly clearing and she packed up her belongings into her backpack. Rose turned to leave and Rey followed her out of their row and headed towards the front. Professor Solo had his back to her whilst he cleaned the blackboards.
"Professor Solo, I wanted to know what was your email t-to contact you and your office hours?" Rey's voice came out in a mouse like squeak as she realized the source of her classroom distraction was the very person she had to focus on.
As he turned to face her, she noticed his nostrils flare and his pupils dilate. What was really a couple seconds felt like eternity as they locked eyes. It was as if they were the only two in the room, the sounds of students leaving the hall a distant memory. A kind of energy pulsed between them that Rey had felt only once before.
"Just... check the syllabus," Solo replies, snapping her out of the trance.
Rey scurried away and headed back into her apartment. She couldn't possibly have an attraction for her professor, not when she was so careful about taking her medications. There was obviously something wrong with them. Rey was sure. She had to maximize the dosage. Her will and her body were at war, her mind a speeding train. She didn't have any other classes until tomorrow, so she would have to distract herself for the rest of the day. It was the only thing she could do to keep her mind occupied. She could start with the laundry, then do all the dishes, maybe swiffer the floor... anything that would keep her mind off the dark haired man she was going crazy over.