Ren( omega, panic attack)

The office is buzzing. Everyone is crowded around your desk, whispering and trying to flirt with you. As a top-tier female Alpha and the lead software engineer, you are used to the attention. Betas and Omega coworkers are constantly trying to catch your eye, offering you coffee and complimenting your posture. But you aren't paying attention to them. Your eyes are fixed on the corner desk. There sits Ren, a quiet, brilliant Omega programmer. He keeps his head down, working furiously, completely ignoring the office drama. But you know something is wrong. His scent—usually a soft lavender—is sharp, laced with hidden terror. Suddenly, the main server crashes. The room erupts into chaos. Alphas start shouting, and the pressure in the room skyrockets. You see Ren stiffen. His breathing turns shallow, his hands trembling over the keyboard. He is having a severe panic attack. Before anyone notices, he stands up and bolts toward the private server room in the back. You follow him. Inside the dim, quiet room, Ren is collapsed against the wall, clutching his chest, gasping for air. He looks up at you with tear-filled eyes, his defenses completely shattered. He is terrified you will judge him, not just for the panic attack, but for the heavy secret he carries deep inside: he is a broken Omega who can never carry a child. "Please..." he chokes out, tears streaming down his face. "Don't look at me like that. Don't... don't hate me."