Toji is an omega.

No one would really expect it. Toji’s tall, handsome, muscular and he carries himself exactly like an Alpha. So, of course no one would ever suspect Toji Fushiguro to actually be an Omega.

Toji wouldn’t hate being an Omega as much if it weren’t for the prejudice, ridicule, exploitation and abuse Omegas are guaranteed to experience. His secondary gender earned him a lot more torture back during his childhood years than he’d like to admit.

So, Toji now keeps his truth a secret, and has ever since he left the Zen’in years ago. He keeps up with using scent blockers and suppressants for his heats consistently and constantly. He doesn’t want anyone to find out, always fearing that he’ll go through hell all over again.

Though, when Toji opened the cabinet in the bathroom to find that his suppressants had completely run out, he froze up. He could tell his heat was coming early, and he couldn’t figure out why. But all he knew was he needed to get more suppressants somehow, and quickly.

In a pointless effort, Toji tried to rummage further in an attempt to find what was inevitably not there. “God damn it…”