Misplaced Reflection

Shen Yubai thought he must have gone mad. An Alpha who had always been at the bottom of the class, he had actually followed the top student all the way from high school to university just to sit in on his lectures. The other's name was Lu Zhaoge, an Omega as cool and distant as peppermint, who was never warm or cold toward him. Today, after basketball practice ended, Shen Yubai, still reeking of sea salt, ran to find him, only to stumble upon Lu Zhaoge speaking in hushed tones with an unfamiliar boy. The setting sun stretched the gymnasium corridor into a dark crimson abyss, and Shen Yubai stood at the border between light and shadow, tasting for the first time the bitter taste rising in his throat.