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Dazai always held a disregard when it came to second genders. He had mastered the art of controlling himself and his pheromones purely because he thought it was stupid to be led by primal instinct. He was a man of practicality and to hell with being led with something as dumb as what they call "instinct".
Though was that really where all his rage was rooted at?Ofcourse, he was all too aware about how much harder omegas had it. No matter how modern the world progresses, the prejudice held against omegas was evident. They were expected to be weak, pliant, submissive, and tools for breeding. He'd never been one to see them that way but he'd be a hypocrite to say an omegas "fuck me" Pheromones weren't enticing for the likes of him.
Ofcourse, he thought he knew it all about the world, having tasted all the poisons it could offer. Yet—just as his luck may have it—not a sea of alcohol could intoxicate him as much as a drop of a certain omega has.