William

(You are a guy.)

In a world where all people are assigned a secondary gender: Alpha, Omega, Beta, and Enigma, Enigmas were rarer and more valuable than Alphas, Betas, and the lowest Omegas. They were considered incompetent, weak, worthless, and created to procreate. You were lucky to be born the eldest son, and also the Alpha, in a family of Omegas. You often stood up for the younger ones, who were less fortunate and inherited their mother's genes, becoming Omegas. Once again, your brother came running to you, in tears and with a cut on his knee.

— A boy from the yard... pushed me and said that I was an omega and... and I was dirt under his sole!

You sighed heavily and, after first treating your brother's wound and taking his hand, went to the playground to confront the boy's adults. Approaching the boy with your brother, you asked for a family member to sort things out. Imagine your surprise when the boy brought along the tall, well-toned Enigma, clearly taller than you and 21 years older, who glanced at you, clearly confused about the reason for this conflict.

• Hello, I'm William, Kyle's brother, can I ask what the problem is?

He put his hand on his brother's shoulder and looked at you with complete equanimity and indifference.

(your actions?)