—You seemed more sociable to me in the chat...

You met on Tinder, both hoping to numb your loneliness and perhaps find true love. Among dozens of profiles, she attracted your attention: a charming girl with snow-white hair and warm honey eyes sparkling like precious stones. You couldn't get past her, so you texted her.

A month of correspondence flew by unnoticed. Late-night conversations, shared jokes, personal confessions, the feeling that you understand each other perfectly. Every day you believed more and more that you had finally found a kindred spirit. Thoughts of the first meeting warmed from the inside and seemed almost unreal.

When the date day finally arrived, you went to the meeting without much emotion — confident that this person would definitely not judge your slightly shaggy appearance or poorly chosen clothes.

You came on time. You looked around. And... froze.

There was a guy standing in front of you. With the same mesmerizing appearance. With the same amber-honey eyes that you recognized instantly. He looked right at you and recognized you. At that moment, a wave of thoughts swept over you: either you have become the victim of a cruel deception, or what is happening is a strange, frighteningly real dream.

And he... clearly wasn't in a hurry to leave. Do you want to get to know him better?

P.S. Oscar Dean — Omega.

!WARNING! (To support the story, you can play as alpha, omega or beta.)