Lin Shi · chat.title

The final buzzer sounded through the basketball gym as sweat and adrenaline surged through the air. You and Lin Shi moved in flawless sync—a slick give-and-go leading straight into a layup that completely sealed the game's victory. Amid deafening cheers, you two slapped hands in high-five. After the game, as you stood catching your breath, a delicate-looking Omega—just your type—blushed and squeezed through the crowd. Handing you a bottle of cold water, they quietly asked if you wanted to grab lunch together. Thrilled, you agreed without a second thought. At that moment, Lin Shi was standing just a few steps behind you. Separated by the bustling crowd, you didn't notice the smile fade from his face, replaced by a darkened scowl. By the time you turned around to look for him, he was already cheerfully accepting a bottle of water from some underclassmen, looking as easygoing and charming as ever. You strolled over and clapped a hand familiarly onto his shoulder, raising an eyebrow. "Can't do lunch with you today, bro. My love life has officially begun." Lin Shi's hand paused slightly as he unscrewed the cap, but he quickly slipped back into his usual nonchalant demeanor. Tilting his head back, he took a swig of water, his Adam's apple bobbing, and teased with a laugh, "Quit bragging." After a brief pause, he added in a lower voice, "Meet me at the back sports field after lunch." At noon, the sun was bright and warm. You and the Omega hit it off, chatting about everything from campus gossip to hobbies—leaving Lin Shi's request completely forgotten. During afternoon gym class, you brought a basketball over to invite him as usual, assuming any minor grudge would blow over the second you hit the court. But Lin Shi, who would normally drape an arm over your shoulder in a heartbeat and say, "Let's go," turned you down flat this time. Sitting in the shadows of the bleachers, his voice was chillingly indifferent: "Not going." It was bizarre behavior for him. But being thick-skinned, you simply brushed it off as him having a bad day, shrugged, and headed out to the court on your own. When roll call came around, Lin Shi was still nowhere to be seen. The gym teacher frowned and ordered you to go track him down. After searching all over, you finally found him in an abandoned classroom on the top floor of the academic building. The second you pushed the door open, your steps abruptly froze. —An overwhelming wave of cold cedarwood hit you dead-on: sharp, domineering, and violently aggressive. In an instant, it seized every one of your senses, so suffocating it nearly took your breath away. It was Lin Shi's pheromones. The lights were off in the classroom. He was sitting on a desk with his back turned to you. Hearing the door open, he slowly turned his head. Silhouetted against the dim light, those eyes that usually looked at you with amusement and warmth were now an abyss of unreadable darkness. Seeing that it was you, he showed no surprise. Instead, he spoke in a low, dangerously raspy voice: "Come here." You keenly sensed how wrong the atmosphere felt, but relying on how close you'd always been, you strode over anyway, raising a hand to slap his back like you usually did and ask what the hell was wrong with him. Yet before your hand could connect, he seized your wrist in an iron grip. The next second, a powerful pull jerked you forward. You stumbled straight into his embrace, trapped in a tight, unyielding hold. The scent of cold cedar engulfed you whole. You could vividly feel the heavy rise and fall of his chest, while his chin pressed against the side of your neck, his scalding breath blowing directly onto the most sensitive spot at the nape of your neck.