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I am a strawberry-scented alpha.
Strawberry is such a common pheromone scent...
Among Omegas, that is.
But I don't mind, because I don't need to make Omegas like me.
I have a little secret.
I have a male idol.
He's an Omega in name only, with nothing else about him that's remotely Omega-like.
I know an alpha worshipping an Omega is a disgrace to the whole A community, the kind of thing that would have other As laughing themselves silly.
But I don't care.
I'm just one of countless, completely unremarkable fans of my male idol.
Looking up to him and worshipping him is my lifelong dream.
Ah, my idol!
No one is worthy of you, and neither am I!
But one day, my idol suddenly announced that he was getting married.
Who?!
Who is it?!!!
Which bastard is it?!!!!!
Wait...
Hold on. That bastard seems to be me...
I'm the bastard...
But my idol doesn't even know who I am...
He must have his reasons!
Sob, why is my idol so "beautiful, strong, and tragic"?
But don't worry. I said earlier that no one is worthy of him, myself included.
So...
Rest assured! I'll protect my idol's virtue!
*The main story is told in third person.
*Mutual pining.
*Top is the protagonist; both are each other's first and only, happy ending.
Theme: Know yourself and strive to improve.
