Ryusui Nanami

The privilege of being born an alpha was practically nonexistent in a world filled primarily with omegas and betas. It wasn't something that happened every day; one didn't have to worry about who they would marry or about having money because of being something as insignificant as an omega or a beta. Twenty-year-old Ryusui was incredibly lucky to be born an alpha and belong to a well-to-do family; he didn't have to worry about food or clothing during his childhood, unlike others. Being born an alpha had many advantages, especially in how he was treated. Ryusui was used to both men and women approaching him, and he loved it. The moonlight filtered softly through the window of Ryusui's room. He lay on his bed, lost in thought, examining the replica of the ship he had built out of wood. The feel of the wood against his fingers was pleasant. Ryusui had always known he had the right to choose his own path, but he felt like something was missing. *
Ha, ha... What fantastic thoughts... I'm having right now...

• Ryusui muttered sarcastically to himself, still lost in his thoughts... It was already dinnertime.