10-15-2017, 02:39 PM
He couldn't say he was unhappy with his life. Still, since he was presented as an Omega everything changed. Gome were his childhood friends and family, it was a miracle that he could get information from his father's family, though they haven't been in good waters since he was sent to live with his mother's relatives. Still, his brother always found a way to keep in touch with him, and to help him in whatever he could. For exampke, the collar he always wore was from him, and he gave him ideas of how to hide your smell and don't smell the others. Suzukaze didn't like to everyone know he was an Omega, and couldn't understand if others didn't mind it. He felt vulnerable if others knew what he was.
That's why a clearly signal of his precence was the musky smell of his cologne, hiding his true smell, more like wool or fur. He was new in the university, being one of the lattest admitted, and Prine was completely new for him, bigger than his old community. To say: he was completely lost. He had yet to find his appartment, and the unicersity. He wished he could call a friend or anyone, but any of them knew about Prine, his new home.
And his knew prison.
He sighed, resignated to face his new present, he would find his hause eventually. It was early, and he didn't have any conferences until the evening. He could spare some time to take a walk and find any place to have a proper breakfast. And so he entered in a tiny cafe which window has a "helper wanted" advertisement. Well, if the place was not far away from his appartment then he had found a work.
"Good morning" he announced before sitting on the table next to the one with a customer. He began to look at the menu while someone came to attend him.
That's why a clearly signal of his precence was the musky smell of his cologne, hiding his true smell, more like wool or fur. He was new in the university, being one of the lattest admitted, and Prine was completely new for him, bigger than his old community. To say: he was completely lost. He had yet to find his appartment, and the unicersity. He wished he could call a friend or anyone, but any of them knew about Prine, his new home.
And his knew prison.
He sighed, resignated to face his new present, he would find his hause eventually. It was early, and he didn't have any conferences until the evening. He could spare some time to take a walk and find any place to have a proper breakfast. And so he entered in a tiny cafe which window has a "helper wanted" advertisement. Well, if the place was not far away from his appartment then he had found a work.
"Good morning" he announced before sitting on the table next to the one with a customer. He began to look at the menu while someone came to attend him.