By the second day of their "supervision project," the school was already buzzing.
A punishment meant to silence the whispers had only made them louder.
"Did you hear? They're stuck together now."
"Of course — what else could you expect?"
"An Alpha and an Omega in the same room for hours? That's not punishment. That's… dangerous."
The laughter that followed burned hotter than any detention.
Ayan ignored it. Or at least, he made it look like he did — gliding through the corridors with that sharp, cold grace. His mask didn't slip.
Kairo, on the other hand, played to it. Smirks, winks, casual comments loud enough to be overheard. Every look he threw Ayan's way became rumor-fuel.
By late afternoon, they were back in the library, the same corner desk, papers sprawled.
Ayan scribbled notes with crisp precision, refusing to acknowledge the way Kairo lounged in his chair, tapping his pen against the desk, his eyes fixed on him instead of the work.
"You enjoy this," Ayan muttered finally, not lifting his gaze.
Kairo tilted his head, smirk slow and deliberate. "Watching you pretend you're unaffected? Yeah. A lot."
The pen in Ayan's hand stilled. He set it down carefully, then raised his eyes — cold, sharp, unblinking.
"You're mistaking restraint for weakness," he said quietly.
Kairo leaned forward, their faces separated only by the scattered papers.
"And you're mistaking my patience for mercy."
The air between them cracked. The silence was heavy, charged, as if one wrong word would tip them over the edge.
Then, from the aisle nearby, hushed voices:
"Bet they're fighting again."
"Or flirting."
"Imagine the Alpha actually falling for—"
The words cut off when Ayan's gaze snapped toward them, icy and lethal. The students fled instantly, laughter echoing down the hall.
Kairo chuckled low. "They're not wrong, you know. Fighting, flirting—what's the difference?"
Ayan's reply was smooth, precise, a dagger slipped between ribs.
"The difference is, Alpha… I don't lose."
For the first time, Kairo's smirk faltered. Just slightly. Enough.
The cage wasn't just cracking — it was collapsing, and both of them knew it.
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