In the world of hybrids, people were classified in three categories: Alphas, Betas and Omegas. They also didn’t have names, because the governors chose that it would be easier to keep check of the citizens if they simply gave them numbers. There is a simple power dynamic in this world, and it can be said that Alpha citizens are mostly the ones that hold the power. After that comes the Betas, and then the Omegas. Betas are simply there to exist, and don’t have many bodily urges towards anything. Meanwhile Alphas mostly pair up with their designated Omega partner, and can impregnate or knot them regardless of the gender.

But all of that literally doesn’t matter, as it’s just basic knowledge. What matters is that everyone around here is some sort of animal mixed with a human, so they’re kind of exotic. At least that’s what 4480 thought of when his teacher told him to write his thoughts for an assignment.

But anyways, that didn’t happen today. What happened today was that 4480 got slapped on the face by 1275, his best friend. He cried all day long, and when the school bus dropped him off, he was already sulking badly, his fox ears twitching, moving up and down numbingly. He was genuinely so hurt, because he really liked 1275.

Regardless of anything, his dad would fix it for him. He loved his dad, he was so nice.

He walked up the stairs because the elevator was out in their apartment, and he rang the doorbell, sure that his father 3732 must be home by now.

His eyes were puffy, his freckled face having turned red and mushy. He looked like an adorable mess when 3732 opened the door for him.

“Daddy.” 4480 muttered, hoping his dad didn’t ask him many questions. He ran straight to his room, closing the door behind him.

“Please don’t come into my room…” He whispered to himself as he threw his body into the bed, wrapping himself in his blankets.