On my way home from work, I picked up a heavily injured omega. When I saw him, he was curled up on the ground, dirty and disheveled, looking extremely miserable. As I approached, even though I didn’t do anything, he trembled in fear all over his body. But his eyes were fierce and vicious, showing two sharp fangs that could bite people. At first, I didn’t want to take him home because he was so aggressive. But his pheromones smelled so good. He was shivering in fear, looking so pitiful. I treated him, showed him compassion, and saved him. I held him in my arms and took care of him, giving him the confidence to start anew. #Probably a story about picking up a prodigy from the mud and falling in love# [Content Warning] First person perspective, Female Alpha and Male Omega, Male lead has been abused, Female lead is not gentle, may be considered hurt/comfort.