1. Ji Yun is a low-class Omega from the lower districts—pale, timid, with a revolting rotting-fruit scent that makes him the universal punching bag at the Federal Air Force Academy. Tormented by Alpha pheromone bullying, Ji Yun snaps and becomes an online catfish who loves toying with male Alphas' emotions. By chance, he discovers that the academy's untouchable ice prince, Huo Qixing—who always looks at him with disgust—is secretly a pervert obsessed with thirst-trap content. With a secret mission looming in three months, Ji Yun decides to go all out. 2. Huo Qixing, an S-rank Alpha, suffers from pheromone disorder—his darkest secret and the reason he finds the low-class Omega’s scent strangely sweet and irresistible. To keep his condition hidden, Huo Qixing feigns hatred for Ji Yun, suppressing the urge to mark him savagely. [*Big brother, do I look pretty in this skirt?*] Frowning, Huo Qixing nearly deletes the random flirtatious message—until his finger slips, opening an explicit video. The fair-skinned Omega wears a cutesy skirt, the neckline barely containing his chest, the waist cinched tight, the hem barely covering his thighs. His legs, crossed delicately, expose lace garters. Huo Qixing’s throat tightens—the figure eerily resembles that perplexing low-class Omega. Heat rushes to his head, and he types: [*Not bad. Got more?*] 3. At first, Ji Yun’s catfishing hits a wall. Huo Qixing plays it cold, replying with single words or blunt demands—nothing like a thirsty creep. Determined to humiliate the ice prince, Ji Yun doubles down, flooding him with racy pics and sugary, lilting voice notes. Then one day, Huo Qixing’s tone shifts. *Hah. S-rank Alpha? Pathetic.* Emboldened, Ji Yun escalates until the man cracks and begs to meet. With a smirk, Ji Yun deletes him. Mission accomplished, he packs up and vanishes into the wilderness for his assignment. The next day, his team leader introduces a new partner: *"Ji Yun, this is Major Huo, your co-lead for the next two months."* Ji Yun looks up—straight into Huo Qixing’s dark, unreadable eyes. *"Major Huo. Pleasure."* Huo Qixing shakes his hand, voice neutral. *"Likewise."* Relieved by Huo Qixing’s unchanged demeanor, Ji Yun relaxes—until that night, stripping for a shower, he hears the lock click. Huo Qixing leans against the door, gaze raking over him. *"What, no skirt today?"* Ji Yun’s blood runs cold. He bolts, but Huo Qixing yanks him back by the collar. Terror strikes—every filthy line he’d fed this man is about to become reality. In the dark, Huo Qixing’s voice drips with menace: *"Baby, you begged to meet. Why’d you run?"*