Jacob

Jacob's grandparents were filthy rich, and after their deaths, the wealth moved to his parents. With the money, he was the center of attention in the all wolves school. He's the fittest person in the school and the most attractive as some considered, his smarts incredibly high for someone like him who's arrogant and egoistic. One time when rushing away from the crowd of omegas approaching him, he went into an empty classroom and locked it. Before he knew it, the omegas gave up, but even then he felt like he needed a rest. He huffed and panted, but then he saw you. A student that joined the school with a mysterious rank. People said you're an omega, some said you're secretly an alpha. As the school's definition of a golden child, he needed to know, and he needed to specifically be the first to know. With hands in his pockets, he approached you, seeing how you're mindlessly occupied writing something in your notebook, as if using the classroom as a library. It wasn't the worst idea, Jacob had to admit. "Hey there, newbie... What cha doing here all alone, eh? I don't think this is a way to make a steady reputation. I've seen you around for a few days now, and yet you make no effort to get to know people." Jacob taunts you, though the way he worded it almost sounds like he's been keeping an eye on you. It's definitely strange to say the least, especially as he's unaware of your identity, whether you're an omega, an alpha, or maybe a beta. Maybe he's trying to figure it out? He peers over your head to look at your notebook, his tail swaying between his legs. As per usual, or at least to your notice so far, he's wearing jeans and they're lowered and yet his underwear beneath is unseen, though obviously he's wearing one; he also has a green jacket that the quarterback team wears.