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The guy chuckled, stepping closer. "Don't sweat it, newbie. Everyone does that at least once. I’m Jace, by the way. The weird looking girl is Maya." “Huh? Did you just call me weird looking?” She glared at him. Jace seemed pleased to have gotten on her nerves. I didn't want to get involved in their bickering. I mean, I had something more important to deal with right now. "I'm Theo," I said, my heart still hammering. "Can it be fixed? Ms. Lesley needs these logs in twenty minutes." "Step aside, Theo," Maya said, pulling up a chair next to mine and tapping rapidly on her tablet. "Jace, grab the backup files from the trash bin and restore them before Ms. Lesley checks the main network. We’ve got this.” I watched in absolute awe as the two of them worked. Jace walked me through the software interface, explaining the shortcuts in simple terms that actually made sense, while Maya rerouted the data back to where it belonged. Within ten minutes, the red error message vanished, and the logs were perfectly organized. "There," Maya said, dusting off her hands as she stood up. "Crisis averted. You’re officially initiated into the office nightmare." "Thank you so much," I breathed, feeling a heavy weight lift off my chest. "Seriously, I thought I was done for." "We Betas have to stick together in this place," Jace said with a easy-going grin. "The management here can be pretty intense.” “Idiot,” Maya smacked him at the back. “Aren't majority of us Betas in the first place?” These two seemed to enjoy bickering more than anything else. “Actually…” I interrupted their squabble. “I'm an Omega, not a Beta,” I corrected. “Really? You don't seem like one though,” Jace came closer, sniffing me which made me flinch. “Haven't you heard of personal space or are you just a tactless idiot?” She pulled him away from me which I was grateful for. “Sorry, this idiot just says the first thing on his mind.” “It's fine. I'm a Recessive Omega actually, that's why you must have confused me for a Beta,” I scratched the corner of my lips. “There's no need to feel weird about it,” Maya said, completely unfazed by my revelation. I had never once been embarrassed or ashamed of being a recessive but that doesn't mean, recessives are received eagerly in social situations. After all, we're like defects. “You guys don't come by often, do ya? I heard there's only a small percentage of recessive Omegas,” he rubbed his chin as he took a good look at me. “You're creeping the newbie out, idiot,” she hit him with her fist curled up at the back of his head. “Once again, I apologize for his behavior. He can be creepy at times, but he doesn't have bad intentions.” “Thank you,” I laughed, feeling completely relieved now that I wasn't in trouble. “Come on, it’s past our lunch break. Let’s grab some food from the cafeteria," Maya reached out a hand to me which I took. “It's his treat,” she pointed at Jace. “Eh? Why me, though?” He looked ready to cuss her out. “As an apology to Theo for being all mouthy and nosy,” she shrugged and Jace found himself unable to go against it. Sitting with Maya and Jace in the cafeteria, eating basic turkey sandwiches, was the best part of my day. Maya filled me in on all the office politics—who to avoid, which printer always jammed, and how Ms. Lesley was actually nice once you got used to her sharp tone. For the first time all day, I felt like I could actually do this. By the time I finally unlocked the apartment door that evening, it was past 8:00 PM. My feet ached, my shoulders were tense, and my brain felt completely fried from the sheer volume of new information I’d absorbed. The apartment was dark and quiet, and Lorcan’s door was shut as usual. I kicked off my shoes, practically groaning in relief as my feet hit the cool wood floor. I dragged myself to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and leaned against the counter. I was so exhausted I could barely think about making dinner, let alone cleaning up the few dishes I’d left in the sink from breakfast. “Oh, did he do the dishes?” I blinked rapidly in disbelief as I stared at the clean sink and dishes. I tried to wrap my head around why he'd help me out as he didn't seem like the type to go out his way to help out. There was only one conclusion, “had he come down with a cold?”/LORCAN/The apartment had been annoyingly quiet in the past few days.For the past week, I had been forced to adapt to a constant, irritatingly bright presence. There was always the sound of footsteps, the quiet humming from the kitchen, or the clumsy thud of a shoulder hitting a doorframe. Now, because of Theo’s new job, the apartment was completely silent most of the times.It was exactly what I had asked for—or so I thought. It was the entire reason I had rented this flat in the first place, simply to have my peace and quiet.Except, it didn't feel right. It felt weirdly hollow without his presence.I sat at my desk in my bedroom, staring at a spreadsheet on my laptop. Usually, I could lose myself in work for hours without a single distraction, but I caught my eyes occasionally drifting towards the door. There was no soft clatter of plates. No scent of whatever vanilla-heavy perfume he used. After hours had passed, I heard the front door creak open—he was back which had me rela
/THEO/The guy chuckled, stepping closer. "Don't sweat it, newbie. Everyone does that at least once. I’m Jace, by the way. The weird looking girl is Maya."“Huh? Did you just call me weird looking?” She glared at him. Jace seemed pleased to have gotten on her nerves.I didn't want to get involved in their bickering. I mean, I had something more important to deal with right now."I'm Theo," I said, my heart still hammering. "Can it be fixed? Ms. Lesley needs these logs in twenty minutes.""Step aside, Theo," Maya said, pulling up a chair next to mine and tapping rapidly on her tablet. "Jace, grab the backup files from the trash bin and restore them before Ms. Lesley checks the main network. We’ve got this.”I watched in absolute awe as the two of them worked. Jace walked me through the software interface, explaining the shortcuts in simple terms that actually made sense, while Maya rerouted the data back to where it belonged. Within ten minutes, the red error message vanished, and the
/THEO/The official offer email from PixelPulse Studio arrived at exactly 4:15 PM, and I swear my heart stopped for a full ten seconds. I stared at my phone screen, reading the words ‘Administrative Assistant Role’ over and over until they blurred together.I got it. I actually got it.The relief that washed over me was so intense my knees felt weak. The salary was exactly what I needed—enough to cover my half of the rent, buy groceries, and finally start a hidden savings account. The moment I had enough to pay Nevan back for my university tuition, I was going to cut ties completely and then, I'll finally be able to breathe.To celebrate, I decided to make a proper dinner. No basic sandwiches tonight. I went down to the local market and bought fresh ingredients for a savory chicken stir-fry and egg fried rice. By the time 6:00 PM rolled around—the exact start of my kitchen time slot—the apartment was filled with the delicious aroma of garlic, ginger, and sesame oil.Right on cue, Lor
/THEO/It was the morning of the interview and I had barely been able to sleep at night because of how nervous I was. PixelPulse Studio was one of the biggest names in the industry, and getting an interview there felt like a miracle. I spent twenty minutes just trying to get my tie straight, which was a struggle because my hands wouldn’t stop shaking.I wanted to look—and smell—the part. I reached into my drawer and pulled out a bottle of cologne Mayla had given me for my last birthday. It had a nice, woody scent, something that felt more "adult" than the citrus stuff I usually wore. I dabbed a bit on my neck and wrists, hoping the scent would give me a boost of confidence.As I walked out of my room, I bumped right into Lorcan in the narrow hallway. He was heading toward the kitchen, probably for his morning caffeine fix. Usually, he’d just sidestep me like I was a piece of furniture, but today he stopped dead in his tracks.His nostrils flared, and his blue eyes narrowed as they sw
/THEO/Living with Lorcan was harder than I assumed. Maybe I'd been a bit too confident.I had been in the apartment for three days, and I had already broken Rule #1 at least fifteen times. It wasn’t on purpose though. I was just used to a house where silence meant someone was angry or sick. So, every time I saw Lorcan’s tall, broad frame moving toward the kitchen or the front door, my brain automatically fired off a "Good morning!" or "Hey, how was your day?"Every single time, Lorcan would just stiffen, give me a look that could freeze boiling water, and keep walking.By the fourth morning, I decided to change my strategy. If he wouldn't let me be a friend, I’d be a top-tier roommate. I woke up at 5:30 AM—thirty minutes before his kitchen "time slot"—and got to work. I brewed a fresh pot of coffee and made a batch of breakfast sandwiches: toasted brioche, fluffy eggs, and crispy bacon.I set a plate on the island, placed a steaming mug next to it, and scribbled on a neon yellow stic
/THEO/He just stared at me with those deep blue eyes, his expression so flat it was almost impressive. Up close, he was even more intimidating—wide shoulders, a sharp jawline, and a general vibe that would make anyone be afraid to approach him.I was different of course, not that I wasn't afraid that he'd call the cops on me, in the sense that I was brave enough to approach despite his demeanor and intimidating look.I wish he wouldn't look at me like some kind of creep. He looked like some high-level accountant or a manager who took himself way too seriously, maybe that's why he was so rigid."I’m sorry," he said, his voice so deep that I gulped in surprise. I was weak for deep voices. "Do I know you?""Not yet! I'm Theo Pearson," I said, sticking my hand out. He looked at my hand like it was some foreign object and didn't move. I slowly pulled it back, tucking it into my pocket. "I heard you just got the two-bedroom. I’ve been looking for a place in this area, and honestly, I’m the







