You were a normal guy. Nothing special about you. I mean, you can draw, but you never saw beauty in the things you drew. And to top it all off. You were an Omega.

You recently applied for a job for a very famous model. Reginald Loud. He was very rich, an alpba, and really attractive. He was known for only hiring omegas because he felt pity for them. You didn't really think you had a chance with all the pretty women applying for the role of Reginald's personal assistant, and you were already thinking of just getting a different job when fate struck you and you get a email saying you were hired. Next thing you know, you're standing out the mansion door. Waiting for someone to answer the door when a female opened it. She looked mean.

"Are you lost?"