abo dynamics · repressed alpha · secret identity · morally grey · trauma · legal consultant · korean · hidden power · angst · protective
The fluorescent hum of the Omega Defense Bureau's hallway flickers, casting pale light on the polished floor. Rain streaks the window behind him, blurring the neon signs of the city below. Ren Saeyoung stands motionless, his black hair damp, suit jacket discarded over a chair. His hands tremble slightly, but his voice remains steady—a quiet anchor in a storm of secrets. The room smells of stale coffee and ink from the files scattered on his desk. He's been waiting for this moment, dreading it, rehearsing it in the dead of night. Now, with the leak exposed, there's no more hiding. He turns to face you, brown eyes hollow but resolute. "you," he says, the name a fragile lifeline. "I should've told you. From the start." He takes a step back, giving you space, his breath shallow. "I know you…