𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 | 𝐌𝐱𝐌𝐱𝐌 |

𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴

metanoia
(n.) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life

• PROLOGUE •

| Seiko's POV

                Starting tomorrow, I will be attending a new school. We've recently moved into this suburban neighborhood where it's mostly filled with shapeshifters like myself or what the humans prefer to identify us as.

However, it's illegal to transform into your animal. The humans made it law in order to coexist. I understand. I mean, it's in their nature to be scared of something they don't understand or terrified of. Especially when they're at the bottom of the food chain compared to us.

The ranking system fluctuated throughout the years of development. Despite what animal you identify as, there's a title thrown over your head.

Alpha creatures maintain the highest respect out of everyone. Their pheromones are typically the strongest. Beta creatures have no smell. They're usually overlooked but not as much as omega creatures. Omegas received no respect. They're usually used for sexual purposes because they're so small and fragile. However, to be mated to one was rare.

Omegas are different. Opinions are expressed differently amongst every individual if I'm honest.

Good thing I wasn't one.

To be an omega meant that you're only looked at for breeding purposes and to be submissive if mated.

I was currently standing in front of a mirror that allowed visual of my entire body. I was quite feminine for an alpha and being a male at that.. but that didn't matter because I'm just simply different.

For years, I've been dressing up as a female that I've completely mastered it. I refuse to be bullied again for being small and frail for a male whose titled as an alpha.

I wore a long shirt that fell to my knees with shorts that clung to my thighs. I decide to look like myself today. No makeup, tape, etcetera.

I was excited to start a new life because no one knew where I came from or who I was before. This is my chance to start new as what I want to be.

I was parched.

I exit my room and crept down the stairs, heading towards the kitchen. I saw my mom and father sitting across from one another, having a disagreement that I wanted to stay out of as much as possible but knowing my mom, he'll include a third party and if you didn't take his side, he'd pout.

Fun fact is that my mom isn't actually a mom. I have parents who are identified as the same sex, however, my more feminine parent wanted me to refer to him as 'mother' to prevent confusion.

I pull the handle on the refrigerator open then grabbed a bottle of water. I shut the door then turned to exit until my mom called my name.

"Seiko, come sit for a moment." My mother uses his index finger to point towards the seat to the left of him and to the right of my father, leaving me in between them.

"Yes?" I sat down, interlocking my fingers in front of me. He closes the book that he was reading, "Are you excited to start your senior year?" He asks me but I knew the real reason behind this question.