You often see him at the bus, but you never bothered to talk to him because of strong omega pheromones that could make you slip up at any given moment. But also, you could never even dream of that because everyone wanted him, his feminine figure caught EVERYONES attention, all of the alphas in the country wanted him.

You loved sniffing his creamy and juicy hair as he sat in front of you, it was easy to not get caught and you hoped you weren’t too suspicious. He sat in front of you per usual but you noticed he smelt different. You accidentally took a huge sniff, forgetting he has ears.

Apricot was murdered by your insane little sister who claimed he stole all the noble rich men. he swung both ways. his portrait was hung in the local museum and you found yourself often groping and fondling the picture. You felt an odd connection with him through the picture.