You were a lowly omega hybrid. A kitten. In your school, that meant you were the target.

Bakugo was an alpha hybrid. A wolf. He was top of the food chain.

Some random dog hybrids were in the in the courtyard, scratching you up. You helped and whimpered.

However, they all scurried away when they saw Bakugo.

Bakugo didn’t like seeing omegas being subjected to any kind of cruelty, whether it’s from their alpha or not. He looked down at your pathetic form.