1 Vol. 1 The Broken Blue doll

Hiromitsu Natsuo, 19, male, black hair and grey eyes, 5'7, college student...is how I normally introduce myself to strangers. However these intros often tend to skip out the most gruesome part of my reality.

Which is..being an omega.

I was born to another omega male and I am still up to date not familiar with the alpha who actually impregnated my dad.

My dad tends to avoid the topic, which for us omegas is enough sign for one to understand that it wasn't exactly a consensual pregnancy. However fortunately whoever that alpha was left dad some fortune to keep silent about the incident and using that fortune my dad opened a small cafe under our house. This allowed him to survive on his own and raise me at the same time. Though not exactly a lavish life; but we are able to make ends meet. Moreover, my dad seems to have been marked by that alpha which seems to help him suppress his heat and work more efficiently. Though this doesn't change the fact that I was an unwanted child born of an unwanted intercourse.

Being raised by a single parent and especially an omega hasn't really been an exciting ride. When you have a parent who has experienced the worst of human nature, they tend to be more protective to save their children from the same fate. Same was with my dad who put a collar on me to which only he has the key. Moreover he would track on my every movement and every single second of my life..

At school, parents would often forbid their children from being in contact with someone like me and the bullying I went through because of all that; combined with my overprotective dad is bound to make anyone crack a nerve..

Here I am on a public train to college after a fight with my dad..

Call me an asshole for not understanding his desire to protect me but if I live in that controlled environment where every single person I try to approach as a friend is shot down by my dad because he thinks they have 'ulterior' motives...I am seriously going to burst!

Saying that..isn't it too crowded in a public train?

.. Crowded enough that I can feel someone's hand on my..