New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

That was last Valentine's Day.

"Guys! I've already investigated all the background about Harry Osborn." The blond girl rushed to the door of the dormitory, pushed the door open, held the door frame with her hand, and said to you impatiently.

There are two other roommates of yours in the dormitory today, one is Hannah and the other is Mary.

"Hurry up!" Mary, wearing black thin-rimmed glasses, rushed to Carol's side first, followed by red-haired Hannah.

Only you stay where you are, sitting without changing any posture.

Carol, accustomed to your indifference, began to speak to the other two about the origins of Harry Osborn's family.

"In a single-parent family, I lost my mother since I was a child," Carol held his forehead and made a look of regret, but the emotion was so strong that it was a bit exaggerated. "He was sent to boarding by his father when he was 11 years old. But his father didn't Concerned about him! Oh my God, my heart aches - that's why he's always so indifferent. I might try to melt the ice in him by example!"

Here it comes again--

You slander.You stood up and decided to turn on the computer to watch a variety show or something... Anyway, you just want to play a show to divert their attention.

Putting in Carol's favorite "Glamourous Woman's Guide" would be okay.

She likes watching these fashion shows the most.That would surely shut her mouth that was mostly Harry talking.

"But," Carol sighed, "I hate to admit that he doesn't mean much to me."

"Coincidentally, me too." Mary and Hannah said in unison.

"But who he likes is his business, and I like him is my business." Carol's big eyes lit up again, "Do you think I'm right? Yiri?"

She cue you.

"Couldn't be more right." You echoed lifelessly.Your mind is actually on what's playing on your computer.

God knows, it gives you a headache when you hear them talking about their relationship problems.Ever since you shared a dorm with Carol and the others in your freshman year of high school, you've had headaches.

They look at you as if you were an ape.

The main reason is that your communication concepts are different.But aside from that, they're pretty good roommates in all fairness.

"The day after tomorrow is Valentine's Day, why don't you go and deliver chocolates for me? See how many times I've brought you meals?" Carol came over and began to act coquettishly at you, "I don't even eat dinner myself! Do you know how much temptation I have to endure to bring you food and not eat it myself?"

"Why don't you deliver it yourself? It's not good for me to do this kind of thing for you?" You asked.

"You know, my good sister," Carol sat down next to you, as if she had started watching the show with you, "I gave it to you two years ago, and Harry didn't accept it."

"Osborne—" You have mixed feelings, "They can deliver it for you." You pointed to Hannah and the others.

"No, they failed too. You are the only one in our dormitory who hasn't delivered it." Carol rested her head on your shoulder.

Seeing that you didn't speak for a long time, Carol threatened again half-truthfully: "Otherwise, if you come out of the laboratory in the middle of the night every day, you will have nothing to eat when you go back to the dormitory! Are you willing to make fun of your body? You were severely anemic due to hunger before. I can't bear to look at your list."

You are all laughed out of anger.When you first entered high school, you did suffer from severe anemia due to irregular meals in previous years.Carol was the first to discover this.

"OK then."

Carol cheers, and you add, "I think I'll get rejected too. You can't blame me."

"Then I'm going to place an order right away! Make sure to make this year's Valentine's Day chocolates very memorable." Carol is full of enthusiasm, and she turns to you after a while, "But seriously, you are not tempted? "

Being stared at by her fiery eyes, you turned your head a little uncomfortably, "...I have nothing to be excited about. I have been in this school for four years, and my heart is as still as water."

"Besides, doesn't he have a fiancée?" You don't know why you said this.

There had been rumors at school that he was a loner because of his fiancée, Lily Hollister.

Of course you have never seen this woman, but you can imagine that she must be an excellent and beautiful woman just from the name.

Carol gave a meaningful oh, and then smiled heartily, "If you catch him, I won't blame you, after all, I cast a wide net."

"I know, you bought all your chocolates."

"I'll thaw! Thaw and then freeze as if I did it!"

……

All the promises are lightly said, and when the day comes to fulfill them, you hold back a little.

Carol's chocolate packaging exuded a breath of local tyrants.

There must be some nasty words written on the greeting card after unpacking.

You don't even know how to send Valentine's Day chocolates to the other party's expressionless face later.

Oh, right--

You move your eyes to the portion next to Carol's chocolates.

You were coerced by her to melt chocolate and DIY(?) a portion.

But you're not going to give it to anyone at all - you were going to write a greeting card for the teacher in a different package.Your literature teacher, that young woman is gentle and intellectual, and takes special care of you, so you like her very much.

But this holiday is not suitable.

Thinking of this puts you off, so only your name is written on the card.There is nothing else.

All four of you have the same chocolate wrappers, and you'll take out three of them when the time comes - you're sure you remember well the placement of the chocolates.Together you will give them to the appropriate people, mainly Carol's to Harry.

There is no class today.So you can just hang around in the boys' dormitory and try your luck.

You don't know Harry Osborn at all - you don't even know where he usually appears.The most time you see him is in the lab.At that time, you always fixed your eyes on the slide specimen under the lens, and you could see that the cross-section was covered with dark blue cells.

blue.It's the color of his eyes.

You suddenly thought of this and sighed in annoyance.

You stood in front of the dormitory for a while, maybe five or six minutes.Just when you're thinking about what to do next, Harry appears.

Seventeen-year-old Harry Osborn has a very different demeanor from any other boy his age you know.

...Although you in this timeline are only 15 years old.You're the youngest kid in your class, so you've always been looked down upon - girls like Carol are what everyone likes.

The other boys were full of vigor, but Harry looked calm and restrained. No one knew what he was thinking every day.

Harry is walking quickly in your direction, his hands in his pockets, a gray scarf around his neck, and a black overcoat. The only colors on his body may be his blue eyes and auburn hair.

As he gets closer and closer, you get nervous.

It's very strange, it's obviously not that you want to give him chocolates, you are just giving them for others.

There are two people behind him, and you take a look at it calmly, and it happens to be the two people Hannah and Mary asked you to send-one is Mark, the captain of the volleyball team, and the other is Tom.

You took a deep breath, and when Harry and the others approached and were about to pass you, you ran up to stop them.

stopped in front of Harry.

It's still snowing this Valentine's Day, and you've got a few flakes on your shoulders and hair from standing still for a while.You are breathing a little fast, and the white air you exhale is blown away by the wind.

There is a reason why you are not well received by everyone.

Being young and looking small is one thing, and height is another—your height of just over 1.6 meters is simply too petite in front of these people.

But you stopped Harry like this, your head was barely above his chest, so he could only look down at you slightly.

You couldn't hold back a word for a long time, so you had to stuff Carol's chocolate into his hand, and then said to the other two people: "This is from my roommate, goodbye!" After handing it to them, he ran away immediately .

And this time, Harry didn't have time to refuse.

He looked at the chocolate in his hand, the wrapping paper was warm, and there was still a little bit of your pheromone left on it.

"You sent it wrong!!"

You don't realize the tragic truth until you're back in your dorm.

You made a special note of Carol's so it wasn't wrong, but you got yours mixed up with Hannah the Red's!

Proof, you gave your share to Mark, captain of the volleyball team.

Grass.

It's fine if there's no greeting card in it, but it happens to have your signature written on it.

...Manual goodbye to this world.

Harry unwrapped the chocolate you handed him immediately after you left.To everyone's surprise, this time he even picked up a piece of chocolate for the first time and took a bite - you must know that before he didn't even look at it, he threw it away or gave it to others to eat.

As the sole heir of the Aoshi Group, he has a lot of pocket money every month, and he can buy as many chocolates as he wants.But he doesn't care at all.What matters is not the chocolate, but the person who gives it.

But his good mood evaporated when he saw the greeting card.

The signature is Carol, not you.

"Oh—it was that Reedus who gave it to me! Why did she give it to me?" Mark spoke, and his smugness couldn't be concealed in his tone.

In fact, in the hearts of these boys, you are still very charming.Although you are not as plump as a mature woman, you are good-looking-actually the aesthetics are similar all over the world.

Most importantly, you are an omega.They knew it from the time you had a glass of wine and couldn't control your pheromones.

An omega with a beautiful appearance and a gentle personality is no different from the existence of a dream lover.

Except, Harry Osborn ordered them not to approach you from the very beginning.

No love letters, no gifts, no invitations to dances.

"I hate her," Harry said.And no one would disobey what the heirs of the Aoshi Group said.

If Harry hadn't said so, they'd have gotten you anyway.

With a bang, the chocolate in Harry's hand was precisely thrown into the trash can not far away.

Only then did he realize how sticky and unpalatable chocolate is.

He hates sweets.

"Why don't you go home?"

You realize that you have said the wrong thing.

Of course he wasn't going home - he didn't have a good relationship with his father.Every time we meet, the atmosphere can drop to freezing point - Carol said to you in an extremely exaggerated tone.

"So it's best not to say anything about his family in front of him."

It's really strange, you clearly remember Carol's expression when he said this, but you just completely forgot about it just now.

"I don't want to." Harry didn't have the displeasure on his face as you expected, he just replied flatly, and changed the topic: "Why don't you go home?"

"...I can't go back." You had to say that.

In fact, Harry doesn't know why he would ask you a question that he knows the answer to.

He knows you better than you know him.

"So... what are you going to do now?" You seem to have nothing to say, but you just don't want to leave just yet.

There's a villain inside of you who's saying to you, "Go talk to him, you should. 】

Harry glances at you as you take a closer look at his pale gray-blue eyes.When you look into his eyes, it's like looking into a hazy and cold moonlit night in winter.

You suddenly realized your gaffe, and before he answered you, you hurriedly added: "I, I remember that I have something to do, so I left first—"

"Really?" Harry's eyes finally fluctuated a little, "I'm going to continue to make an ecological tank."

When you heard this, the hands that were packing up things indiscriminately stopped.

Why do you say you still have something to do?You are obviously very interested in rainforest aquarium landscaping.

You've also heard that he spends a lot of time alone in the lab, but you never expect him to be interested in that, too.

You have mixed feelings in your heart.

Actually you really want to go.

But you just said that you already have something to do.

Oh my gosh, it was so hard to decide.

You can't change your mind suddenly in front of him, can you?That's too limitless.

Harry seemed to see your hesitation, and he repeated deliberately, "What about you?" as if asking if you would change your mind.

You haven't tasted the second meaning of his words, because his tone is so flat, not special enough to attract your attention.

"Your roommate is home." He said, "You should be fine, right?" His last word was in a soft tone, and he quickly overturned this true conclusion on his own, "But maybe I'm thinking too much .”

Your mood rises and falls with his words.Just when you're feeling down that there's no reason to see the bioquarium, he speaks again.

"I don't have an assistant."

"I can—!" You plucked up your courage, and the moment you said this, both of you froze for a moment.You blushed and added: "...to be your assistant."

After the boy got a satisfactory answer, which could even be called overjoyed, a light smile crept up the corner of his lips.

Your eyes didn't linger too much on his face, so you didn't notice it.But you also wonder why Harry Osborn looks a little gentle today.

You followed Harry step by step-why didn't you have a parent for your legs?

Everything is like a dream, you were almost strangers to him an hour ago, but now you can walk with him.

He has a tall and straight figure, and occasionally pale pink cherry blossom petals float to his shoulders.

You walk surprisingly slowly, and when you come to your senses, you realize that the distance between you and him has widened again.And he also noticed this problem, stopped, turned around, and began to wait for you.

You ran over quickly, clutching the straps of your schoolbag with both hands.He only took one look at you and then walked on, and you occasionally asked some outlandish questions, but Harry answered them beautifully.

Don't shut up until you feel like you really have nothing to say.

He must now feel that you are a humanoid "One Hundred Thousand Whys".

In fact, you have always wanted to build an ecological tank before, but you have never found the opportunity, and there are no like-minded people around you.

And now you suddenly have it.

The laboratory was empty on school leaving day, and the surrounding was so quiet that only the sound of your two footsteps could be heard.It is early spring now, and it is clear that the sun is shining outside the building, but there is still a chill in the laboratory, and the fingertips you put in your pocket have become cold again.

"Did you do it here?" You couldn't help asking aloud. After all, the school's laboratory does not open all privileges to any student, so in fact, making an ecological tank in the laboratory is not something that will be allowed matter.

Harry responded, "Well, but this size is very small."

He pointed to the small ecological tank on the table.

"It's too small...! How can the ecosystem cycle be solved?" You leaned closer, and your appreciation for Harry went up to a new level.

As we all know, the smaller the rainforest ecological tank, the harder it is to do, because the real significance of this project is to replicate the complete ecosystem of the tropical rainforest.You are very interested in this, but you just don't know how to start.

"As long as you control the temperature, humidity and light." Harry put his hands in his pockets, his eyes didn't glance at the small ecological tank, but kept looking at you.

"Can... can I take a good look at it?" You asked hesitantly.

"Okay." Harry's eyes moved, "You just need to find time to come every day."

"Okay, thank you!" You were overjoyed, your eyes were glued to these green ferns and refused to leave.

...you don't even notice that you've been hooked.

You stared at it for a while, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the laboratory, and someone was calling Harry's name, as if there was something urgent for him.

As soon as you looked at him, he pushed you to the back of the cabinet and closed the curtain.

you:?

But in such a quiet environment, you dare not speak too loudly, so you can only ask in a breathy voice: "Didn't I look for you?" You pointed to the people who were walking outside.

"It's a present for me." He replied in a low voice.

The doubtful expression on the corners of your eyes and brows appeared in an instant, "Is today a holiday?"

He took a serious look at you and smiled secretly: "White Valentine's Day."

You are silent.You only know that February 2th is Valentine's Day, but you don't know that there is another White Day.

Couples are really doing a lot of tricks (?)

"Isn't it nice for someone to give you a gift?" You sincerely envy, "Like me, no one has ever given me a gift. The only thing I can get is the leftover chocolate from my roommate melting."

"You like sweets?" Harry's eyes moved.

"Okay?" you replied dryly.

The two of you faced each other in silence for a while, and Harry standing in front of you lowered his eyelashes, as if he had once again returned to his usual repulsive attitude.

The person who was going to hand him the gift searched around outside the laboratory but couldn't find Harry, so he pushed open the door of the room where the two of you were, and walked inside.

God knows, you and him are hiding behind the cabinet in the innermost side of the room.The cabinets used to store formalin and other medicines are small in size, so they are narrow and rectangular.You and Harry are forced to hide behind the cuboid together, unable to make a sound so as not to attract the stranger's attention.

You're so preoccupied with that person walking outside, you don't realize that you're closer than ever before.

You smell a cold pheromone smell - after all, you can almost touch his coat, and you only need to raise your head again to have intimate contact with the exposed neck skin of the other party.

At this time, you suddenly discovered that the other party is not a beta.

But his pheromone smells really gentle.Unlike everyone else you know...

If he is an alpha, shouldn't you stay away from him?

Thinking of this, you suddenly raised your head and bumped into the opponent's chin unexpectedly, causing you to gasp in pain.Of course, Harry wasn't much better off.

Originally, your soft black hair gave him a very good touch, but he didn't expect you to come up with this trick suddenly.

"I'm sorry!" You apologized when you accidentally bumped into the other person, and tried to distance yourself from him.

But you missed it perfectly: the two of you are hiding behind a closet, and the slightest distance would give you away.

After walking two steps back, you realize that you have nowhere to retreat, and there is a wall behind you.

"Come here." You approached him with a hint of embarrassment.This space is too narrow, you are afraid of bumping into him.

You can't even figure out why the situation has turned into what it is now. Did your relationship get closer too quickly?

He supported you, but due to inertia, you leaned forward slightly. In order to maintain a delicate balance, you had to pinch the piece of woolen cloth in front of him.

At the same time, you can't stop the fantasies and guesses about his identity in your mind.

The fact that you couldn't control your pheromones still made you linger, so you're ready to ask.

"are you--"

"I finally found you, Master Osborne!"

This strange voice sounded at the same moment as yours, and you were forced to stop your unspoken words, and looked at the person who was coming—yes, the costume should be the one who was looking for Harry Osborn before people.The visitor was still holding a gift in his hand, and at this moment, those eyes were looking at Harry without blinking.

"I don't need it." Before he could say the next sentence, Harry refused, and his tone became cold again.

But the visitor wandered between the two of you for a while, and finally stuffed something into your hands forcefully.

you:? ? ?

Who would give him a present on school leaving day?

From the moment that person found you, the distance between the two of you has widened.

You looked at the exquisite box in your hand, and then at him, unexpectedly Harry said to you directly: "Here you are, I don't want it."

You hesitated and opened it, and there was another Valentine's Day chocolate—God knows why people here give chocolates every time this kind of holiday comes.

It's just that this time, it seems that Carol has put more effort into it.The packaging is beautiful, and the inside style is also very beautiful.

...I checked my eyes, it's something you can't make as a household waste.

Tucked inside is a greeting card, which you glimpse reads: Happy Valentine's Daytomyfavoritepersoninthewholewideworld.

Happy Valentine's Day to my favorite person in this world.

Generally, when people prepare gifts, they don't know how to write such formal words, but this person who wrote the greeting card has already said "you are the person I love the most in this world"... so haha Leigh must have meant a lot to her.

With that in mind, you hand him the card.

But it seems that he has never met anyone who has emotional entanglements with him.

You tentatively turned the box over, and as expected, you saw Lily Hollister's name written on it.

You suddenly feel so redundant.

Leaning against the wall, he glanced lightly at the handsome handwriting on it, "Just throw it away."

"But it was given to you by your fiancée." You said without thinking.Your words caught his attention, he raised his eyelids, and glanced at you, "How do you know?"

You are at a loss for words, "I heard from my roommate that she likes you quite a bit, isn't it..." The language you organize is simply a mess, and you keep coming up with new conclusions and overturning it happily, "It's because we communicated occasionally."

Harry smiled after a long absence, "Really?" His slightly raised tone scratched your heart like a feather, "You guys communicate with...me in private?"

When he laughed, his whole demeanor changed.From the moment a smile blooms on his face, all your previous conclusions that he is difficult to get along with and serious about his speech will have to be overthrown and start over.

He clearly reversed all sentient beings.

It's not that he doesn't smile, it's just that no one can make him show his sincerity.

Now - you're getting closer.

You were dazed by his smile, and you didn't quite know what you were talking about: "It's just...occasionally. You are very popular with everyone."

Harry didn't continue the subject, "Throw it away." He pointed to the greeting card you were holding.

"But……"

"It's only meaningful if the person you like does it." Harry's smile disappeared, and when he mentioned the greeting card, his face was expressionless.

He put on his schoolbag again.

"Then do you have someone you like?" Your usual thinking inertia will prevent you from asking such a straightforward question, but this time it's different—your intuition pushes you to say this.

He opened the door of the laboratory, and when he heard your words, he paused for a while, then turned his head and replied after a while: "Yes."

There are many emotions in his blue eyes that you can't understand.