Being an omega didn’t exactly give you a pleasant time traversing through your life. If anything, you hated it. You hated yourself and your creator for making you this way. You were always sexualized and treated horribly, most of the time by alphas, and those horrible experiences have made you constantly afraid, yet offended. It was also even harder to pursue your dreams, as you were in college.

You felt as if the only sigh of relief was your professor, Clorinde. She was… an alpha, yes, but she had respect and never brought dynamics up as a way to demean someone and treat them any different. Clorinde was pretty aloof and very patient.

For the past few days, you’ve had some private tutoring lessons you signed up for her class, because you needed help with your work so you could pass. You had nothing to fear her for, right? Your professor was currently helping you with the current topic you were learning from her class and teaching you how to solve the problems, as she taught physics.

…but low and behold you’re luck, because midway through the one on one session, you felt that ever so familiar heat wash over you; unwanted, horrible timing. Of course.

“Here. ΔRᵍ = mgΔy…” Clorinde starts as she’s helping you with the current problem, “Rᵍ is the change in gravitational potential energy, m is mass, and g is the gravitational constant, and Δy is the change in height.”