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Wu Suo Wei was absolutely, completely done.
It wasn’t even the first real day of university and he already felt like he’d lived through a week. The heat clung to his skin like a second layer, sticky and suffocating. His shirt was damp at the back, his hair slightly plastered to his forehead, and everywhere he turned there were people, too many people. Voices overlapped into an endless hum, shoes scuffed against the ground, bags bumped into him every other second. The orientation alone had dragged on for two hours, filled with rules he didn’t care about and smiles that felt forced.
And then, as if that wasn’t enough, he’d just learned he had to take a few mandatory classes he had not selected before the deadline.
Great. Perfect. Amazing.
He exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down his face as he scanned the cafeteria. Every table was full. Of course it was. Why wouldn’t it be?
God, why did people walk so slowly?
He weaved through the crowd, jaw clenched, trying very hard not to shoulder-check anyone even though they absolutely deserved it. Then, finally, his eyes locked onto a table. Empty. A miracle. His pace quickened immediately, slipping between two groups, ignoring the annoyed looks thrown his way.
He was almost there.
Almost—
A chair scraped.
Wu Suo Wei froze mid-step.
Someone else sat down.
For a second, he just stood there, staring. Then his irritation flared right back up, hotter than before, and he marched over.
There was a guy. Sitting casually, like he owned the place, one arm resting on the table, the other holding his phone. His posture was relaxed, completely unbothered, scrolling like nothing in the world could touch him.
Wu Suo Wei stopped beside the table. “Excuse me.”
No reaction. The guy didn’t even look up.
Wu Suo Wei’s eye twitched. “We were gonna sit here.”
Still nothing. Just the faint movement of a thumb across the screen.
Wu Suo Wei inhaled slowly, patience already hanging by a thread. “Hey.”
The guy spoke without lifting his gaze. “But you’re not.”
Wu Suo Wei’s jaw tightened. “Well, I was here first.”
“Wasn’t,” the guy replied lazily. “It was empty when I sat down.”
“That doesn’t fucking matter,” Wu Suo Wei snapped, the exhaustion and heat and crowd all crashing together in his chest. “Because I already got it.”
That finally did it.
The guy looked up.
And Wu Suo Wei—
He almost choked.
For a split second, his brain just… stalled. Because the asshole sitting in front of him looked like he’d walked straight out of a magazine. Sharp features, clean jawline, eyes that were dark and focused in a way that felt almost deliberate. And ridiculously pretty moles. Even sitting there doing nothing, he carried himself like he was used to being looked at.
Which, honestly, made Wu Suo Wei even more pissed off.
Great. Not just an asshole. A good-looking asshole.
“Hmm,” the guy said, eyes flicking over him in a quick, assessing glance. “Well, I’m the one sitting here, aren’t I? So it’s mine.”
Wu Suo Wei let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “You’re an asshole. Clearly, it’s mine.”
The guy didn’t look offended. If anything, the corner of his mouth twitched, like he found this entertaining.
“Sorry, dude,” he said, leaning back slightly. “My friend’s getting the food. So we’ll be sitting here.”
Wu Suo Wei stared at him for a second, disbelief simmering into something sharper. “Listen,” he said, voice tight, “I am already so fucking tired and the last thing I want is to argue with a stupid stranger.”
The guy tilted his head just slightly. “You know I can report you to campus police, right? For insulting me.”
Wu Suo Wei didn’t even hesitate. “Well, they can put me in jail if they’re going to give me shade and food.”
That earned him a quiet tsk.
“What a mouthy omega,” the guy muttered.
Wu Suo Wei’s eyes narrowed instantly. “Let me guess. You’re a big, stupid alpha.”
The guy’s gaze sharpened for a fraction of a second, then he straightened a bit, like he’d decided something.
“Chi Cheng,” he said, extending his hand.
Wu Suo Wei stared at it like it had personally offended him, then slapped it away without hesitation.
“Well, Chi Cheng,” he shot back, voice dripping with sarcasm, “you can’t reserve a seat. And you can’t sit here unless you’re actually going to eat.”
He pointed at the sign on the table for emphasis.
Chi Cheng followed the motion of his hand, then looked back at him, one eyebrow slightly raised. “And what are you going to eat exactly?”
Wu Suo Wei paused.
Then, with complete seriousness, he dropped into the chair across from him.
Chi Cheng blinked once.
Wu Suo Wei ignored him, already unzipping his backpack, rummaging through it with quick, purposeful movements. After a few seconds, he pulled something out and placed it carefully on the table between them.
A single piece of candy.
He sat back, folding his arms.
“This is my lunch.”
Chi Cheng stared at it.
Then at him.
“…Unbelievable,” he murmured, but there was a faint curve to his lips now.
Wu Suo Wei gestured lazily toward the rest of the table. “Now shoo.”
Before Chi Cheng could respond, a familiar voice cut through the noise.
“Wu Suo Wei! Finally— I got the food. The line was so long—”
Wu Suo Wei didn’t even let him finish. He grabbed Jiang Xiao Shuai by the arm and shoved him into the chair beside him.
“Sit.”
Xiao Shuai blinked, slightly startled, balancing the tray in his hands. “What—”
Wu Suo Wei pointed at the food. “See? That’s our lunch.”
Chi Cheng let out a short huff. “I thought your lunch was candy.”
Wu Suo Wei didn’t even look at him. “That’s my appetizer.”
Xiao Shuai looked between the two of them, confusion written all over his face. “Who is this?”
Before Wu Suo Wei could answer, another figure approached the table, setting down a tray of food with ease.
“Chi Cheng?” the newcomer said, glancing at them. “You made friends?”
Wu Suo Wei scoffed loudly.
Chi Cheng leaned back in his chair, completely unbothered. “Come, Cheng Yu. These two stole our table. I was here first.”
“The blatant lie!” Wu Suo Wei shot back immediately.
“And he insulted me,” Chi Cheng added, tone almost conversational.
“I said not enough,” Wu Suo Wei snapped.
Xiao Shuai leaned closer, lowering his voice. “Wu Suo Wei, what’s going on? Should we go?”
“Sit down,” Wu Suo Wei ordered without hesitation.
Chi Cheng clicked his tongue, glancing at Xiao Shuai. “No offense, dude, but if you just met him, stay away from this psycho.”
Wu Suo Wei leaned forward instantly. “I will hit you.”
“Guys, let’s be civil,” Cheng Yu cut in, raising a hand slightly.
“Cheng Yu, go get campus police,” Chi Cheng said casually, already picking up his chopsticks.
“There’s no need for that,” Xiao Shuai said quickly.
“Sit down!” Wu Suo Wei snapped again. “We’re not going.”
Cheng Yu hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly. “How about we all just eat together? There’s enough space.”
Wu Suo Wei didn’t respond. He was too busy glaring at Chi Cheng like he was trying to set him on fire with his eyes.
Chi Cheng met his gaze without flinching, narrowing his eyes slightly in return, like it was some kind of silent challenge.
Xiao Shuai let out an awkward laugh. “That… that would work for us. Right, Wu Suo Wei?”
Wu Suo Wei crossed his arms tightly, looking away with a sharp huff.
“It’s been a long day,” Cheng Yu added calmly. “We’re all tired, I assume.”
“Yeah,” Jiang Xiao Shuai said quickly. “Absolutely.”
Chi Cheng shrugged. “Whatever.”
And just like that, he started eating.
Wu Suo Wei watched him for a second, then scoffed under his breath. “Stupid alphas.”
“Wu Suo Wei…” Jiang Xiao Shuai muttered.
Wu Suo Wei grabbed his candy, unwrapped it with unnecessary force, and popped it into his mouth. “Whatever.”
The rest of lunch passed without anything too explosive, but the tension never really left the table. Every now and then, their eyes would meet again; sharp, stubborn, unwilling to back down.
And somehow, even without another argument, it still felt like neither of them had actually won.
~~~
Wu Suo Wei had the phone pressed between his ear and shoulder as he pushed both suitcases down the hallway.
“Yes, mom, I ate.”
He adjusted his grip, nearly knocking into someone who suddenly stopped in front of him and barely avoided running over their foot. “Sorry,” he muttered under his breath, then continued walking.
“Yes, I made a friend already. He’s an omega. Med student.”
A pause.
“Yes, mom, I won’t skip meals.”
Another pause, longer this time. Wu Suo Wei exhaled slowly through his nose, already knowing what was coming.
“Yes, mom, I will not forget about the cover during night.”
He rolled his eyes slightly, even though she couldn’t see him.
“Yes, mom.”
He finally reached his door, shifting his weight as he fished for the key in his pocket. “Okay… alright. Gotta go. Bye. Love you.”
He ended the call before she could add anything else, letting out a breath as the silence settled around him. For a second, he just stood there in the hallway, hand still wrapped around his phone, shoulders dropping a little.
It had been a rough day. Loud, crowded, exhausting. His head still buzzed faintly from everything.
But at least—
At least he’d gotten lucky with the dorm.
He unlocked the door and pushed it open with his shoulder, dragging his suitcases in behind him. The moment he stepped inside, his eyes moved around the space again, slower this time, taking it in properly.
It really was good.
One of the few rooms with its own kitchen and bathroom. Clean, compact, but more than enough. No shared hallway bathrooms, no waiting in line with strangers half-asleep in the morning, no fighting over sinks or showers. Just… space.
Privacy.
He pulled the suitcases near the bed and closed the door behind him, a small sense of relief settling into his chest.
Yeah. He could work with this.
He did have to share with another person, but honestly, under these circumstances, that felt like nothing. If he got a decent roommate, someone quiet, someone normal, this might actually be… good.
Wu Suo Wei crouched down and unzipped the first suitcase, pulling out his clothes one by one. He worked methodically, the earlier chaos slowly fading as he focused on something simple and controlled. Shirts went onto hangers, smoothed out before being placed neatly into the wardrobe. Pants were folded carefully, stacked in even piles. Smaller things found their place in drawers.
Every now and then he paused, adjusting something slightly, making sure everything looked right. It took time, but he didn’t rush. After the mess of the day, this felt grounding.
By the time he finished most of it, almost two hours had passed.
He straightened up, stretching his back with a quiet groan, then wiped his hands on his pants. The room already felt more like his. His things were there, organized, settled.
For a moment, he just stood there, looking around with quiet satisfaction.
Then he reached for his phone, unlocking it to text Xiao Shuai.
Maybe he should go help him unpack. The guy had waited in line forever just to get them food earlier. It was the least he could do.
He had just opened the chat when the door clicked.
Wu Suo Wei’s head snapped up immediately, a flicker of curiosity lighting up his expression. His roommate.
Right.
He straightened a little without thinking, brushing his hand over his shirt, as if that mattered. Maybe this would be fine. Maybe—
The door opened.
And Wu Suo Wei’s brain short-circuited.
For a second, neither of them spoke. They just stared at each other across the room.
Then—
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Wu Suo Wei blurted out.
Chi Cheng’s expression shifted from surpise to something sharper, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Well, what the fuck are you doing in my room?”
Wu Suo Wei let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Your room?”
Chi Cheng didn’t answer right away. He stepped inside, closed the door behind him with a quiet click, and then casually held up his key.
The keychain read: 616.
Wu Suo Wei’s stomach dropped.
That was his room.
Fifteen minutes later, Wu Suo Wei was pacing.
Back and forth. Back and forth. His steps were quick, uneven, hands running through his hair every few seconds as if that might somehow fix the situation.
Meanwhile, Chi Cheng was completely unbothered.
He had already opened his suitcase and was unpacking like this was the most normal thing in the world, placing his belongings down with slow, deliberate movements, not even sparing Wu Suo Wei more than a glance.
“Don’t tire yourself,” Wu Suo Wei snapped, stopping abruptly to glare at him. “You’ll be packing back.”
Chi Cheng didn’t even look up. “No, I won’t.”
“There has to be a misunderstanding,” Wu Suo Wei insisted, his voice rising slightly as he started pacing again. “This is obviously a mistake.”
“Well,” Chi Cheng said calmly, folding a shirt before placing it down, “either way, I’m not changing my room.”
Wu Suo Wei stopped mid-step, turning to him sharply. “Alphas and omegas can’t be roommates.”
Chi Cheng finally looked at him then, one eyebrow lifting just slightly. “And here we are.”
Wu Suo Wei let out an annoyed sound, dragging his hands down his face. “Ugh, this is so annoying. I’m going to tell the office.”
“No, you’re not.”
Wu Suo Wei blinked, staring at him. “We can’t live together.”
“Don’t you get it?” Chi Cheng said, straightening up now, his tone still calm but firmer. “It’s the best room in the whole dorm. People would kill for this room.”
“I know that,” Wu Suo Wei shot back immediately.
“Then what do you think will happen if we tell them?”
Wu Suo Wei opened his mouth without thinking. “They’re going to put you in a different room.”
Chi Cheng tilted his head slightly. “Or you.”
Wu Suo Wei paused.
The words hit a little slower this time.
Chi Cheng watched him for a second before continuing, his voice even. “Considering all rooms are already full, especially these kind of rooms, which are less than ten, one of us will end up in one of those normal rooms.”
He picked up another item from his suitcase, unfolding it casually.
“By normal,” he added, “I mean inhumane conditions.”
Wu Suo Wei blinked.
His pacing slowed, then stopped completely.
Chi Cheng didn’t rush, didn’t push. He just kept speaking like he was stating simple facts. “Do you really want to share a bathroom with twenty people?”
Wu Suo Wei made a face immediately. “I’ll tell them to kick you out.”
“I’ll tell them the same about you.”
Wu Suo Wei clenched his jaw. “You’re so annoying. I don’t want to live with an alpha. Especially you.”
Chi Cheng shrugged lightly, already turning back to his suitcase. “You’re free to leave.”
Wu Suo Wei scoffed. “You wish.”
Silence stretched between them after that, filled only by the quiet sounds of fabric shifting and drawers opening as Chi Cheng continued unpacking like he had all the time in the world.
Wu Suo Wei stood there for a few seconds longer, still fuming, still trying to think of a way out of this that didn’t end with him losing.
There wasn’t one.
Finally, with a frustrated huff, he dropped onto his bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he stared up at the ceiling.
This all had to be a nightmare.
Today. Sharing a room with this asshole. Chi Cheng moving around like he belonged there.
Wu Suo Wei let out a long, slow breath, one arm thrown over his eyes.
This was going to be a long semester.