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"Wear something decent, we're going somewhere," Heesung said to the boy who was writing lyrics on his paper.

"I'm an alien on this earth," Jisung reread the lyrics as he quickly hid the papers behind his back. He didn't want his father to tear up his precious lyrics.

The little omega reluctantly rushed to his closet, which was filled with clothes he never liked. The dull colors and emo vibe of the clothes made him sigh. He longed to wear bright, cheerful colors, but he knew his father wouldn't approve.

Jisung settled on a grey hoodie and black jeans, though he wasn't a fan of traditional male clothing. He had always been drawn to the cute skirts his female classmates wore, and he secretly desired a baby pink skirt of his own. But he knew his father would never get it for him. At least he was grateful to have some clothes to wear.

As he changed into the grey hoodie and black jeans, Jisung couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort. He felt like he was hiding his true self behind a mask of dull colors and masculine clothes. He longed to express himself freely, to wear the bright colors and flowy skirts that made him feel alive.

But he knew his father would never understand. Heesung was a traditional alpha, and he expected his son to conform to societal norms.

As they left the house, Jisung felt a sense of resignation wash over him. He knew he had to hide his true self in order to avoid conflict with his father. But he couldn't help but feel a spark of rebellion ignite within him. He was determined to find a way to express himself, to be true to who he was, no matter what his father thought.

Heesung had a meeting with his boss, in his house and he didn't want to be seen with Jisung, feeling humiliated by his son's omega status. So, he left Jisung in his boss's garden, telling him to wait there until he returned.

Jisung sat down near a tree, feeling tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He tried to hold them back, but they began to fall silently, dripping down his cheeks. He felt so alone and unwanted, like a burden to his father.

As he cried, Jisung wondered why his father couldn't accept him for who he was. Why did he have to hide his true self, just to make his father proud? The pain and sadness he felt seemed to wash over him like a wave, and he let out a quiet sob.

Just then, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the tree above him, and a soft voice spoke out from behind. "Hey, are you okay? Why are you crying?" Jisung turned to see a kind-eyed guy standing there, concern etched on his face.

Jisung looked up at the guy, hesitant to respond. He sensed a dominant whiskey scent, and his curiosity got the better of him. "E-excuse me," Jisung stuttered, "but what was your second gender result?"

The alpha looked at him with a hint of surprise, then smiled. "I was an alpha, just like my primary gender, but I didn't manifest any alpha traits until I was 13."

Jisung's eyes widened in surprise. He had never met someone who had changed genders like that before. But then, fear crept into his heart as he remembered his father's strict warning: "Don't ever talk to an alpha or beta, Jisung. They're not safe for an omega like you."

Jisung's eyes dropped, and he looked away, afraid to continue the conversation. But the alpha's kind voice drew him back in. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. What's your name, and why are you crying?"

"I'm Jisung, and I'm 12 years old," Jisung replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't talk to you. My dad said don't talk to alphas or betas."

The alpha's face lit up with a warm smile, and he held out his hand. "Hey, Jisung, I'm Minho. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Will you be my friend? I'll prove it to you."

Jisung hesitated, his heart racing with excitement. He wanted to make a friend, but his father's warning echoed in his mind. Just as he was about to shake Minho's hand, his father called out from across the garden.

"Jisung, come here now!"

Jisung's heart skipped a beat as he quickly turned and rushed towards his father, not daring to look back at Minho. He was relieved that his father hadn't seen him talking to an alpha, but he couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and longing for a friend.

As he followed his father away from the garden, Jisung couldn't help but wonder if he would ever see Minho again, and if he would ever find the courage to defy his father's rules and make a friend of his own choice.

As he followed his father away from the garden, Jisung couldn't help but wonder if he would ever see Minho again, and if he would ever find the courage to defy his father's rules and make a friend of his own choice

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Finally minhoe!🙆‍♀️
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