After Pretending to Be an Alpha, I Was Exposed by My Rival - Chapter 1

“Extra! Extra!”

“Lin Anran confessed to Zhou Yijue for the eighth time this semester, and failed again!” Chen Qing rushed into the classroom. The moment he spread the news, more than half of the Alphas in the room immediately ran out. They all crowded together in a dark mass in the corridor, staring down at the two people below the teaching building.

“Damn it. That bastard Zhou Yijue actually rejected the white moonlight in the hearts of all the Alphas in our school again.” Li Jiankai gripped the stainless-steel railing with gritted teeth, wishing he could rush downstairs and beat up that bastard Zhou Yijue, who dared to reject their precious Anran over and over again.

“Anran is such a delicate, beautiful Omega. Why can’t he think straight? Why does he have to like that bad-tempered guy Zhou Yijue? That guy may be the second-strongest Alpha in our school, but the phrase ‘cherish the fairer sex’ doesn’t exist in his dictionary at all. Every time he rejects our precious Anran, he’s so heartless. In less than a year, he’s rejected him eight times. Wuwu… my darling Anran, come into big brother’s arms. Big brother will cherish you and love you for the rest of your life.” Sun Zhengqiang clenched his fists, so angry that he shed humble tears.

The person I like doesn’t like me, and he’s even being bullied by the person he likes. I can’t even beat the person he likes, so there’s no way for me to stand up for the person I like.

Wuwu… Mom, I can’t take this grievance.

“Hurry up and shut up. Don’t ever say anything related to ‘second’ in front of Zhou Yijue. Whether it’s ‘second place’ or ‘perennial number two,’ if he hears you, you’re dead.” Liu Kai slapped Sun Zhengqiang across the face, stopping his ear-piercing wails.

The teenagers in blue-and-white school uniforms gathered along the corridor on the fifth floor, leaning over the railing and looking down. In the open space beneath the teaching building that they could see, two boys in the same school uniform were standing there.

One of them was very tall, while the other was half a head shorter. The taller boy had his schoolbag slung diagonally over one shoulder. His brows and eyes were raised, his expression fierce and menacing, and his whole body radiated an aura of impatience that said, “Don’t come near me.”

The boy who was half a head shorter had a flushed face, trembling eyelashes, and a voice as gentle and delicate as water.

“Zhou Yijue, I like you.”

“Get lost. You’re blocking the way.” With furrowed brows and glaring eyes, Zhou Yijue rejected Lin Anran’s confession as roughly as ever. Then he brushed past Lin Anran and walked away.

No one noticed that Zhou Yijue’s body was tense right now, and his complexion was also terrible. But because he always wore a sour expression, everyone was used to his awful-looking face and did not think that he might be feeling unwell.

“Zhou Yijue, you don’t even have anyone you like. Why won’t you try dating me?” Lin Anran refused to give up and continued chasing after him, trying to grab Zhou Yijue’s hand. But the moment his fingertips touched him, Zhou Yijue violently flung him off.

“What the hell does that have to do with you? Move.”

Zhou Yijue tightened his grip on the shoulder strap of his bag. Because he was using so much strength, the veins on the back of his hand bulged. A fine layer of sweat also seeped out at his temples. His complexion did not look good. Waves of heat kept surging up inside his body, forcing his face to flush. The empty, floating weakness beneath his feet made panic rise in his heart.

He quickly sped up, shaking off Lin Anran behind him, and ran to the rarely visited restroom in the research building. Then he shut the restroom door.

The mirror reflected a young and handsome face, but at this moment, his cheeks carried an unusual flush. Thin beads of sweat gathered and dripped down. Gradually, a faint, cool fragrance like mint began to spread through the air. Zhou Yijue bit down hard on his lower lip. With his back against the sink, he leaned his weight against it, doing his best to stop his body from trembling. Then he opened his backpack, took out a tube of medicine, and stabbed it into his arm.

The transparent liquid was injected into his body. His breathing slowly calmed, and cold sweat stopped pouring out. Only the lingering mint scent in the air continued to give off a charming, refreshing fragrance.

Zhou Yijue let out a breath and threw the used syringe back into his bag. This thing could not be carelessly thrown away after use. If it was exposed, things would become troublesome.

He frowned as he looked at himself in the mirror. At some point, the first button of his shirt had come undone, revealing his delicate, fair collarbones. The faintly visible skin was covered with fine sweat, giving him a kind of restrained, abstinent beauty.

But he did not like his own skin tone. It was too pale. Not manly enough.

A man should look like a man.

He should have handsome, bulging muscles and dark skin. But he had neither. His muscles were only a thin layer, and his skin was naturally fair and tender, the kind that could not tan no matter how much sunlight he got. If pinched, it would leave a red mark. Compared with a real Alpha, there was still a huge difference. The only thing he could use to fool people was probably his height of 184 centimeters.

Zhou Yijue gritted his teeth and took off his shirt while he was at it. He scooped up water with his hands and wiped the sweat from his upper body. This sweat had come out when he had just entered heat, and it carried his own mint scent. He had to wash it off before he went out. Otherwise, those dog-nosed Alphas would still be able to smell it.

He was an Omega.

An existence destined from birth to become an Alpha’s accessory. But he was unwilling to be an Omega led around by the nose by an Alpha. After his heat first appeared at sixteen, he began using suppressants to hide his secondary gender and successfully disguised himself as an Alpha.

He was always irritable because he was afraid that too much contact with others would expose his Omega identity. Whether he was dealing with Omegas or Alphas, neither made him feel safe. Even his only friend was a Beta.

Zhou Yijue pulled several tissues from the dispenser and wiped the water droplets from his body. He lifted his arm and sniffed the armpit where the scent was strongest. There was still a very faint mint fragrance left, but it was not strong. As long as no one came too close, they basically would not be able to smell it.

Zhou Yijue threw the tissues into the trash can, put his school uniform back on, and buttoned it with furrowed brows. Then, facing the mirror, he once again arranged his face into a fierce expression.

Click.

The restroom door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Zhou Yijue’s breathing stopped.

The person who came in was an Alpha. Not only that, he was an extremely powerful Alpha. Although Zhou Yijue had used a suppressant to stop his heat, because he had only just injected it, he was still very sensitive to an Alpha’s presence. That was also one of the reasons he had not immediately left after injecting the suppressant.

Zhou Yijue’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his thoughts flying wildly.

What should he do?

Would this person notice the lingering mint scent in the air? Would he judge from it that Zhou Yijue was an Omega? The textbook said that Alphas were extremely sensitive to the scent of Omegas, but Zhou Yijue had no idea exactly how sensitive they were.

Although his only Beta friend had once pointed at that section in the textbook and asked him about it, how was he supposed to know?

He was only a fake Alpha.

An Alpha with extremely domineering and powerful pheromones, and an Omega who had just injected a suppressant, whose body was weak and a little feeble, alone in the same room—the danger in that situation was obvious. But he could not move now. The fact that he was disguising himself as an Alpha at school absolutely could not be leaked. Otherwise, the school would definitely force him to transfer from the mecha major to a mentally demanding but physically undemanding major like pharmacy, even though he was the second-strongest mecha student at Lekaman Academy, right after Lu Chizhou.

There were too few Omegas, and most of them were naturally weak. For the continuation and reproduction of humanity, the country had issued thousands of laws and regulations to protect Omegas. But at the same time, those laws also deprived Omegas of many choices. For example, Omegas were not allowed to participate in mecha operation training.

The first reason was to avoid an Omega suddenly going into heat and affecting Alpha soldiers, causing chaos. The second reason was to protect the frail Omegas.

For the eternity of humanity.

To hell with eternity.

I just want to live freely.

If he had been born in this era, perhaps he would have subtly absorbed its influence and accepted his duty as an Omega. But he had not. He was simply a straight man from Earth who had transmigrated here—a body of eighteen years old, with the soul of a thirty-year-old man with terminal straight-man syndrome.

Giving birth and all that—Zhou Yijue refused.

Even if he could not marry a pretty girl in this lifetime and enjoy the joy of being a father, he was firmly unwilling to conform to an Omega’s so-called mission.

The sound of footsteps approached from behind him. Zhou Yijue kept the motion of buttoning his shirt unchanged. The sweat he had wiped from his forehead appeared again, and his palms also became wet and sticky from nervousness.

Who exactly had come in?

Could he just rush out directly?

Or maybe he should just kill the witness and silence him.

“Could you move aside? Thank you.” A pleasant and sexy baritone sounded from behind him.

Zhou Yijue froze for a moment. Then, through the mirror, he clearly saw the person behind him…

Better to just kill the witness and silence him.

“I know I’m very handsome, but we’re both Alphas. Liking me won’t lead anywhere.” Lu Chizhou curved his thin lips and smiled. That smile stabbed Zhou Yijue’s eyes. He was furious, like a little wildcat whose sore spot had been stepped on. He glared viciously at Lu Chizhou.

“You’re handsome my ass.”

“I can understand that as jealousy.” Lu Chizhou continued smiling.

The happier he smiled, the angrier Zhou Yijue became.

The angrier Zhou Yijue became, the happier he smiled.

A vicious cycle.

But in front of Lu Chizhou, Zhou Yijue could not control his explosive temper. He hated him too much. This bastard possessed everything Zhou Yijue dreamed of having: an Alpha with super-S-rank mental power, handsome looks, healthy-colored skin, perfectly proportioned physique, eight-pack abs…

Not only that, whether in professional course grades or mecha simulation battle results, Lu Chizhou was overwhelmingly first place, pinning Zhou Yijue firmly in second place.

Zhou Yijue had been a genius since childhood. He learned everything quickly. After transmigrating into this world, that naturally had not changed. Until he entered Lekaman Academy and met Lu Chizhou, he had always been the undisputed number one, the outstanding child adults praised as “someone else’s kid.”

But all those glorious achievements came to an end after he met Lu Chizhou.

No matter how hard he worked, he just could not beat Lu Chizhou.

Zhou Yijue was so angry that he gritted his teeth. His face looked even worse than before, like a hedgehog exploding with rage, or a balloon inflated to its limit. As long as someone made him even the slightest bit more unhappy, he would explode and blast that person in the face.

He glared fiercely at Lu Chizhou. “Don’t get too smug. Sooner or later, I’ll trample you under my feet.”

Lu Chizhou looked at Zhou Yijue, who was bristling regardless of the time or place, and curved his lips. “Mm-hm, I believe you. But are you sure you don’t want to hurry up? Class is about to start. The next class is Experimental Tutorial on Science-Fiction Mecha Anatomical Analysis, and it’s in Room 406 on the fourth floor of the research building.”

“Of course I know that. I don’t need you to wid—” Zhou Yijue got too worked up and accidentally misspoke.

“Yes, yes. I’m not widowed.”

“…”

If killing people were not illegal, Lu Chizhou would already be a corpse.

After Lu Chizhou left, Zhou Yijue was so angry that he kicked the marble sink.

What exactly had that bastard come in for?

Had his secret been discovered?