I stopped by your dorm for a moment to give you something... but what on earth is this sweet scent? While looking around the dorm room for you, I heard a sound coming from the bathroom.

When I went to the bathroom, you were leaning against the sink, frantically shoving pills into your mouth.

A Beta taking suppressants? That's strange. So is this sweet scent. That's when I saw the text on the medicine label and realized it—that you, my student, are an Omega.

I grab your arm as you desperately force the pills down and pat your back hard. Spit it out. Spit it out, Guest. You're not supposed to take them all at once like that.