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An Omega Rank’s Life
An Omega Rank’s Life
Author: YourKrish

Chapter 1

I yawned and averted my gaze. I almost forgot it was my first day of school. I'm glad I got up early, even though I forgot to set the alarm the day before. I scratched my head and took a deep breath. I went straight to the bathroom to perform my ritual. I was embarrassed to leave my room, but there was nothing I could do. I immediately went out after getting dressed and arranging myself. Their happy faces made it appear as if there was no problem, but when they saw me, Mama folded her arms and Papa remained silent. Their auras had shifted, and I could sense it. In my head, I couldn't help but smile.

“Sit down and let's eat, Cora,” I said as I slid into the empty seat and quietly ate my meal while they chatted happily. My parent and sibling are both Betas, but I'm the only one who isn't. I'm also baffled as to how that happened. All I know is that an Omega feels the heat every month, and when they smell the Omega's scent when he or she is in heat, all ranks go crazy.

"I still can't believe I have an Omega rank child," she said as I bent down to finish my meal. The higher ranks frequently oppress Omegas. It's clearly unfair. I, too, want to experience the equality they claim, but why am I ranked so low? I'm deeply offended. They claim that equality is something that everyone should have, but why are they the only ones who have it? My family didn't seem to accept me, despite the fact that we were poor. They couldn't even thank me because we had food every day, despite the fact that I was the family's breadwinner.

"I'm leaving," I replied faintly as I gathered my things and placed my plate in the sink. I even heard my mother whisper as I walked out of the kitchen.

"Even if you don't return," she said. I wish I could, but I know I can't because practically everything now charges a fee. I couldn't stop myself from grinning cruelly. They never thought of me as their child. In front of them, do I seem to be dirt or just air? Before leaving our house, I walked straight to my room and gathered my possessions.

I instantly summoned a taxi and boarded it. I have no idea what time it is. I'm just hoping I don't get behind in class. I'll give my specifications. On campus, this is the policy. I can't help but be fascinated by the automobiles that exist on our planet. It floats through the air like a spaceship. It can only be elevated by 6 inches, which is the only difference. It's only on the ground, as opposed to a spaceship that can fly and travel through space.

My stomach couldn't stop itself from boiling. I'm still hungry, and I haven't had enough to eat earlier. When I'm in front of them, I can't eat. I couldn't swallow my food because it felt like something was trapped in my throat. Maybe I'll only eat when it's time for a break. There is most likely a canteen nearby.

"Where are you going?" inquired the driver. I humbly smiled when I looked at him.

I said, "At Wolf University," and he nodded, and I thanked him right away. I'm hoping I won't be late because that campus is quite far away. We arrived a few minutes later, so I grabbed some cash to pay.

I got out of the car and walked over to the university to take a look around. I simply hope I achieve the peace and equality they promise. I'm also hoping they don't bully me. I walked into the university with my requirements in hand. My joy vanished, though, as I realized I didn't know where the dean's office was.

I suddenly closed my eyes and placed my hand on my forehead. I took a long, deep breath to relax. Everything will be okay. It's possible that it's even more reasonable because this is my first time on this campus. I'll probably just ask the other wolves I'll be passing.

"Yes, that's exactly what should happen," I murmured, nodding my head. I inhaled deeply and continued walking. I notice a lot of wolves, but I don't have the courage to approach them. However, to my astonishment, a woman approached me and smiled at me. So that I didn't come across as tough, I smiled back at her.

"Are you lost? Where are you going?" she asked, my eyes widening in horror as I realized it was my turn to question her. Thank God, someone tried to assist me.

"I'm heading to the dean's office," I said, clearing my throat. "Office administration is my course," I added, and before she spoke, she nodded and thought for a bit.

“Just keep going down that road until you come to a fork in the road, and then turn right. The department you're searching for is in the third building you can pass.” I promptly thanked her and followed her instructions. I can't afford to be late because there may be a long line. I'll still pay the expenses for the uniform. This is exactly what I aspire to. Why, on this first day of school, did they even consider passing the requirements and paying for the uniform? Time is being squandered! If we are late entering the room, we hope our teachers will understand. When I got at our building, I asked the students in line right away.

"May I ask a question?" I inquired, respectfully.

"Yes, what exactly is it?" she inquired. I smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Can you tell me where the dean's office of business administration is?" I ask, my voice trembling.

"On the third floor," she replied, and I thanked them with a bow. I dashed up to the third floor and soon formed a line. I gasped as I realized I had no water in my backpack. "How unfortunate!" I whispered. I lowered my hands and slumped against the wall, exhausted. How many more catastrophes am I capable of receiving? When the professor turned around and glanced at me, I suddenly stood up.

I apologized and went inside when he said, "You're next." Following that, I'll pay for my uniform. I'm not sure why so many people are looking at me. It felt as if my slight movement might cause them to slap me. I'm not sure why this is the case. I swallowed my saliva and sat in the vacant seat. I immediately smiled at the dean in front of me. I spit out my saliva and sat down in the empty seat. I smiled at the dean in front of me right away.

"Good morning, Sir," I greeted. "These are the specifications you require," I explained as I placed the document on his desk. He took a quick look at it and began reading it. Because it says what my rank is, I'm starting to get nervous. He put down the document and looked at me once he finished reading it.

"Are you Cora Elisse Everly?" he inquired, returning his gaze to the page to double-check his reading.

"Yes, Sir," I responded, rubbing my frigid hands together.

"You were born on March 17, 2002, and you are 19 years old." I nodded again and said yes, but he laughed fiercely before turning to face me.

"You're an Omega," he said. "Sl*t," he muttered. When the wolves heard, they suddenly chuckled, and I just bowed in shame. The way he speaks irritates me. I'm still confused as to how he got the dean due to his attitude. I hope he doesn't merely become a dean because of how he treats his students.

Someone said, "The strength of your courage to study at this university." I couldn't stop myself from clenching my fists in frustration. Even if I try to relax, the spicy words they said make it impossible.

“It doesn't matter; you won't be here much longer either. I'm sure you were in tears when you left. You will not be accepted by the wolves. Just leave," she said. Sorry, but when we feel the heat, they're like crazed dogs who can't stop themselves from trying sex. I simply grinned and lifted my brows.

You place far too much faith in us. I'll slap you with my success after I really graduate from school. Never put us to the test. Others despise Omega. We'll pass you by when the time comes.

"You're on your way out!" he said. "Sitting is something you enjoy." As soon as he handed me my envelope, I rose up and said my goodbyes. Even if I'm about to kill them in my head, I'm still nice. To pay for my uniform, I descended to the 1st floor. Perhaps there isn't much of a wait.

When I first arrived, I went into the office and smiled at the staff, but others made fun of me and started to talk.

"She is the Omega that the dean said," the girl says. "It's a pity because she is pretty!" Those who heard laughed, and I couldn't help but smile fakely. I'm irritated, but I'm still trying not to insult them because, aside from the staff, they also have a strong attachment to the principal, who I can't handle because they just step on Omega's like us.

As soon as I exited the room, I proceeded to the classroom as planned. It's back on the third floor! I'm exhausted! With a heavy heart, I ascended the stairwell until I reached the third floor. The only issue was the length of time I climbed as if I were a burden to the world.

I mumbled, "Room 145," and gazed at the room numbers until I came to a halt and entered the room. Because there was no professor yet, I took the front seat because it was the only one available. They are frequently found on the back or, less frequently, on the sides.

I immediately smiled and approached my classmate. She was occupied because she was listening to music. I also want to be as kind as possible, demonstrating that Omega or low-ranking wolves should not be dismissed. It's not that you're a low-ranking player; you should enjoy yourself.

“Hi! What are you listening to at the moment? " I tried to ask her a question, but she disregarded me, possibly because she couldn't hear me. She took out her headphones and looked at me after a few moments. I scarcely repeated my query since she smiled in greeting.

"Moonlight," she said quickly, and I nodded in agreement. She inquired, "Are you still here with me from a while ago?"

“Oh, no! I was just sitting here for a few seconds when I disturbed you,” I said. "I'm sorry, I just want to be friends," I added and she shook her head and laughed at me, possibly because I abruptly apologized.

"All fine, I don't have someone to chat to, so I listen to music, which I also enjoy," she explained, and I nodded. I hope I'll be able to spend a long time with her. I don't want to appear depressed when no one is around, and I also want to have a friend, even if only for a short time.

"May I ask?" She inquired, and I nodded quickly.

"What's your rank?" I was taken aback and didn't know how to respond. When I say my rank, I'm sure they'll start throwing insults at me. Her evil smirk appeared out of nowhere in my silence.

"Guys, there's Omega here," she said, drawing everyone's attention to us. Their eyes blazed with the attempt to hurt and kill me. Red eyes have appeared in the eyes of other wolves.

"What the f*ck?"

“I'm not sure how Omega got in here."

"Get out of here!"

“Trash!”

 "Sl*t!" they exclaimed as they began to gather their possessions and throw stones at me. I'm not trash, so why are they tossing garbage at me? Wow! Isn't it true that they don't think I'm unique? The only distinction is that we all have a ranking.

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