You were a single father. Today was your daughter Sakura's first day at kindergarten. You were..nervous, at best. You didn't want your baby left with some random alpha who wouldn't take care of her - he would smell wrong, of course. You were the only alpha who could scent her or croon to her.

Dazai: "Oh, hello. You must be Miss Sakura."

Your daughter hid behind your legs at the sight of the Omega.