95% Compatible (ZHANYI FF)

32.

A/N: So sorry for the delay! I fell asleep in the middle of writing 😅😭

⚠️ Xiao Zhan is going to display a bit of an instinctual alpha possessiveness.

Hope you like the chapter~ ❤️

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"Yibo laoshi?"

Yibo internally freezes, having just slipped the last suspiciously pink letter envelope someone else gave him inside his bag.

Another one?

He swallows, turning to the girl infront of him. "Yes?"

Yibo doesn't know if the way he just scrunched his brows in confusion was intimidating, but said girl widens her eyes, seemingly stepping back a little.

"Ah, I'm sorry to disturb you..." she trails off, laughing nervously.

Yibo watches her take out a large but slim box from her bag.

"I know Yibo laoshi is currently matched, so please consider this as just a simple appreciation gift," she says, offering the box to Yibo, "since I can't ask you for courting consent yet."

Yibo blinks. "Th...Thank you," he whispers as he receives the gift with two hands, a little out of it until her last sentence sinks in. "Wait. Courting?" he sputters.

She clasps her hands together, nodding. "I wanted to tell you personally, you're my ideal omega."

Yibo's breath hitches, and his fingers slowly press hard on the soft box which Yibo guesses contains some chocolate. "What..?"

"I might not be your ideal alpha, but it's alright," she says, smiling. "I've actually liked you for so long. So now that I see you come here in the alpha grounds often, I thought I had to be braver and tell you my feelings."

"I'm... your ideal omega?"

She nods.

"How come?"

"Just—You're my type in an omega," she says. "The way you look, move, dress. You're also talented and kind."

"Kind?" he echoes, turning to put down the box beside his bag over his skateboard. "How can you say I'm kind?"

She giggles. "My sister is an omega, Yibo laoshi. You're her teacher in the dance studio. She told me you were strict about the execution of choreography but you were also encouraging and kind to them," she says. "You even buy them snacks."

Yibo wets his lips. "Because it's time to eat snacks. The class isn't finished," he says. "Do I starve them then?"

She places a hand over her mouth and giggles. "You really talk the same as those interviews, Yibo laoshi," she remarks. "You're really cute."

"I'm not cute," Yibo argues.

"Ah, I apologize," she says. "I really can't help but tell you."

Yibo warily keeps his eyes at her as he moves to pick his bag up.

"Are you heading back to the omega grounds?"

Yibo looks down, nodding without glancing at her as he carries his things (including the box she gave her, apparently).

"Do you want me to accompany you until the division area?"

Yibo whips his head to her in shock, swinging his skateboard to his other arm. "No, thank you," he says, already starting to walk to his destination.

"No, it's okay with me. I don't have anything left to do today anyway."

Well, it's not okay with me.