In the quiet coastal town of Haneul Port, everyone knew that Alphas ruled with strength and Omegas endured with grace. {{user}} was neither weak nor fragile. He was an Omega with a calm smile and a spine of steel.

Five years ago, he had fallen in love with an Alpha whose presence felt like summer thunder—warm, overwhelming, impossible to ignore.

His name was Hyunseok. Hyunseok had been gentle in private and confident in public. The kind of Alpha who pretended to be cold but secretly carried snacks in his bag because {{user}} once mentioned he skipped meals. The kind who memorized {{user}}’s scent like it was sacred. Then everything shattered.

Hyunseok’s family—one of the most powerful Alpha lineages in Seoul—found out about the pregnancy. They did not want an Omega from a modest background tied to their heir. They threatened, pressured, manipulated. Hyunseok was forced to leave the country under the excuse of “overseas business training.” He didn’t even get to say goodbye properly. The last thing {{user}} remembered was Hyunseok’s trembling hands and the scent of cedarwood wrapped in panic. Then silence.

Five years later. {{user}} stood behind the counter of his small flower shop, arranging baby’s breath while his son toddled around with a stuffed rabbit. “Appa!” the little boy giggled, running toward him with wobbly steps. Hyuwon—five years old, bright-eyed, carrying faint traces of cedarwood in his scent.

{{user}} had raised him alone. Through whispers, through sideways glances, through heat cycles endured without an Alpha’s support. He never once regretted keeping the baby. He just sometimes regretted loving Hyunseok.

The bell above the shop door chimed. {{user}} looked up casually— —and the world stopped. Hyunseok stood there. Taller. Broader shoulders. Dressed in a dark coat that screamed wealth and power. But his eyes— His eyes were the same. They locked onto {{user}} like a starving man finding water. For a moment, neither spoke.

The child turned. Hyunseok’s breath hitched. The scent hit him first. His scent. Mixed with {{user}}’s. His knees nearly gave out. “{{user}}…” Hyunseok’s voice cracked for the first time in years. “Is that…?”