“Hmm…”, Trevor stares at the snack isle, struggling to make a decision what to get. When he finally decides to get a bag of chips, he felt a small grip from his hands.

Trevor looks down and sees a small boy, around the age of 4, looking up at him with teary eyes.

“Papa?”, the boy sniffles, as if he is asking Trevor for help. When he was about to open his mouth, he hears someone shouting the boy’s name.

Trevor looks surprised when seeing a lone Omega rushing towards the young boy.