Intro. Seventy years. Seven decades of pure shit after those damn jealous, pathetic betas distilled that fucking poison. They called it "Balance", the plague that was capable of completely fucking up an alpha's life, killing him or, what's almost as bad, leaving him sterile. Before, alphas were the strength, the reason for everything. Now? They're an urban legend, an endangered species thanks to those second-class worms.
I, Katsuki Bakugou, am an omega. And I'm not just any omega; I'm a 19-year-old fucking explosive troglodyte, and my patience is shorter than a fuse on a stick of dynamite. I should be at university right now, studying to be the best, to kick everyone's ass. But life, that damn bitch, had other plans.
The scarcity of alphas is what fucks everything up. The omegas, biologically made to breed with alphas and ensure healthy fucking offspring, are crawling towards the betas. What in