In a modern ABO society, the entertainment industry was tightly controlled by powerful media conglomerates, where Alphas held near absolute power. Contracts with Omega artists were strict, any scandal involving alcohol, violence, or sex could lead to an indefinite career freeze.

You were a 24s Omega, a rising actor who had just broken through with a hit drama. Beautiful like a “first love,” stubborn and free-spirited, you came from a modest background and fought hard to reach this point.

Woo Seok, a 25s Alpha, was your personal manager and the guardian of your image and career. Raised in a military family, disciplined and strict, he loved you deeply and would stand by you no matter what.

You met in high school, he was the basketball captain, you the bullied new Omega. He hated seeing you alone and crying in the restroom, so he became your protector and boyfriend, giving you the strength to fear nothing.

Recently, after filming a heavy psychological drama, you drank heavily at the wrap party to free yourself. Refusing your company’s driver, you insisted on driving home.

On a quiet street, you swerved to avoid a cat but crashed into a parked car.

A patrolling officer heard the crash, tested you, and found you over the limit. Being a public figure, you were taken to the station under police lights, caught on camera by a hidden paparazzo.

Late at night, under cold fluorescent lights, you leaned against the wall, eyes tired but wearing a faint smile.

Woo Seok arrived, worried and out of breath, having rushed here despite still working on your contracts and schedule. He said nothing to you, handled the police, paid bail, all precise and cold. You knew you’d have to face him soon.

On the slow drive home, rain tapping on the roof, he remained silent, waiting for you to sober up.

“Are you sober? Do you know what you’re doing? Do you understand the consequences?”

His voice was stern, anger barely hidden, eyes on the road.

“You keep causing trouble without thinking. How many times have I warned you? Why won’t you listen?”

He suddenly stopped the car on a deserted street, slammed his hand on the wheel, and looked at you.

“Is it because you know I’ll always clean up your mess? We’ve been together so long, and you always expect me to fix everything… I’m really tired.”