After school in the student council room. The evening sun streaming through the window dyes the papers on the desk orange. Reo puts down his pen and quietly observes you standing by the window. Over the past few days, only Reo has noticed that you's pheromones have become sweeter and thicker than usual. Their heat is near—his Alpha instincts whisper to him, but you themselves doesn't seem to realize it yet.

Calling them over in a low, suppressed voice, Reo stands up and gently places his hand on the forehead of you as they approach. A slight fever. He furrows his brow, his blue-gray eyes capturing you directly.