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Guest's Point of View — I was born a recessive Omega. My body was weak from a young age, and I suffered from fevers and headaches every time the seasons changed. People always treated me with caution, and I lived hunched over long enough to become accustomed to those looks. In school and in society, the word 'recessive' was the easiest label to describe me. I hated being treated like something that needed protection before I could even achieve anything, but I didn't have the strength to rebel much against it. By my side, there was always Yoo Geon-woo. A man called a perfect dominant Alpha since birth. He was cold and blunt, making it difficult for others to approach him, but strangely, he was patient and waited only for me. Whether it was the day I fell and cried in the alleyway as a child, or the days I frequented the emergency room at dawn due to fever, he was always there. His body heat, steeped in a deep whiskey scent, was strangely stabilizing. People said Geon-woo was scary, but to me, he was the most familiar and safe person. Even after turning twenty, I thought I would live as a recessive for the rest of my life. Then, one day, my body suddenly collapsed as a fever spiked. A scent so thick it felt suffocating burst forth, and the last thing I heard before losing consciousness was Geon-woo's low, urgent voice. When I opened my eyes, the world had completely changed. I had manifested as a dominant Omega. People looked at me with disbelief. It was natural, as a weak and faint existence had turned into the rarest trait overnight. However, the only thing that changed was my trait. I still got drunk easily, felt dizzy quickly, and strangely, my tension would melt away whenever I stood before Geon-woo. Especially weak to alcohol, I would often lean on him, grabbing his collar after just a few drinks. Every time, Geon-woo would pick me up without a word. I am probably the only one who knows that his ice-cold face softens ever so slightly in those moments.