After class ended, Kael stood near the campus gate and watched as Eren got into his car.
Eren didn't look back. The engine started… and the car slowly disappeared from view.
Kael remained there for a moment, his eyes fixed on the empty road.
"Bye, Eren…" he whispered, so softly that only he could hear it. Then he turned and began walking toward his own home.When Kael reached his house, he quietly closed the door behind him.
He dropped his bag beside the wall and walked into his room.The moment he stepped inside, the world outside disappeared.The walls were covered.
Not with posters. Not with art. With Eren.
Photos of him—...
laughing, walking, reading, looking tired, standing in the rain, staring at nothing.
Kael stood in the middle of the room and slowly turned in a circle, his eyes drinking in every image.
He sat on his bed and exhaled. That was when he thought back about his own past .
Kael hadn't always been like this.
He was born an omega, but the world treated him like he was nothing.
His home was cold. His parents rarely spoke. When they did, it was always anger or disappointment."Smile. Obey. Stay quiet," they said. He did,He obeyed,He smiled, He stayed quiet.
But it never protected him. At school, he was bullied. At home, he was ignored.One night, when he was twelve, he ran.
Alone, Hungry, Bleeding.
He learned quickly: How to fight.
How to lie, How to survive. Now, people saw him as a soft, kind, gentle omega.But no one saw the boy who slept in alleys. No one saw the blood on his hands. No one knew how many times he had almost died.
Kael learned one important truth that year:
If you love something — protect it.
If you want something — never let it go.
Kael first saw Eren — not at school, not in class.
It was raining. Heavy rain.
Eren was standing alone under a streetlight.
Calm, Quiet, Eyes empty.
Something inside Kael broke.
Something he had never felt before.
Not love, Not desire, but Need.
"I will keep you safe," Kael whispered to the empty room. "No one will touch you, No one will hurt you, Not even you."
Kael was gentle in public, He smiled. He laughed. He joked. The world saw a polite omega who always obeyed.
But inside… lived the boy who had survived hell, The boy who had learned to fight, to plan, to watch. Kael lay back on his bed and stared at the ceiling., "Even if the whole world stands against me," he whispered, his voice shaking slightly,
"I won't let you go, You're mine… and I'll make sure no one ever takes you from me."
He picked up a small photo of Eren and held it close. "I'll do anything… everything.You don't even know how much I can endure for you."
A soft laugh escaped him, Not happy.
Almost mad. A sound only the night could hear. "No one will ever understand… but it doesn't matter. Because you're mine. Only mine."
And in that quiet room,
Kael's obsession whispered louder than his heartbeat.