What's Wrong with This Alpha? - Chapter 1

Chapter 1 – A became O

When school started in September, Hangzhou Second High School’s senior class was divided into their final groups.

Duan Yi dragged his desk from the front to the back, still dazed by the massive shock.

Two days ago, he’d returned to his high school days.

He’d transmigrated—more precisely, it was his second transmigration.

During his third year of high school, Duan Yi had been in a car accident and transmigrated to a parallel world. He’d changed from an Alpha to an Omega, married his archenemy Sheng Yunze, and had two children in three years. It was a bitter yet happy life. Duan Yi had gone from stubbornly resisting to accepting his fate in just two years, even calling Sheng Yunze “husband.”

In that other world, they’d loved each other until old age. They thought they’d spend their whole life together, dying and being cremated together. But suddenly—

Duan Yi had transmigrated back.

Back in reality, he was in his third year of high school. Nothing had started yet. This was the year he first became classmates with Sheng Yunze, when they were as incompatible as fire and water.

“Duan Yi, move. Don’t let your daydreaming hold up the comrades behind you,” his best friend Jiang Wangshu bumped him.

Duan Yi snapped out of his daze, quickly put his desk in place, and dragged Jiang Wangshu outside.

Jiang Wangshu was pulled along until they reached a hallway corner.

“Ah, Buddha! Don’t hit people in the face. I admit my mistake first. By law, you have to reduce my punishment. Hao Shanshan wrote your name yesterday, not me.”

Duan Yi slapped him, “Bullshit! I’m not talking about that!”

Jiang Wangshu screamed, “Fuck! No B rights! We B’s don’t argue with A’s. Tell me, I need to move my seat.”

Duan Yi swallowed, then told Jiang Wangshu his secret, “Listen, no matter how crazy it sounds, believe me. Every word I say is true. Zhou Shuren, Lu Xun said, ‘Eliminate all other possibilities, and the most impossible one is the truth.'”

“Zhou Shuren said that?” Jiang Wangshu’s face turned serious. “Did you get O pregnant?”

“Damn no!” Duan Yi’s face twisted in anger. “It’s worse than that!”

Jiang Wangshu: “Go on, I’m listening.”

Duan Yi remembered his terrible experience in the parallel world, where Sheng Yunze kept him pinned down in bed. He said angrily, “Sheng Yunze got me pregnant!”

“…Huh?”

Duan Yi grabbed Jiang Wangshu’s shoulders. “Listen, I transmigrated. It’s true. Remember that car accident during summer vacation? I wasn’t unconscious for three days—I was transmigrated! I went to a parallel world just like ours. There, I’m Sheng Yunze’s wife, and he’s my husband. We had twin babies named Sheng Ming and Sheng Xi. He loves me, and I love him. This sounds like some crazy fairy tale—what’s with that look?”

Jiang Wangshu stared at him blankly.

Duan Yi patted his face.

Jiang Wangshu pointed behind Duan Yi.

Duan Yi slowly turned around. Sheng Yunze was watching him expressionlessly—no one knew when he’d arrived or how much he’d heard.

Duan Yi stood up straight.

“Move,” said Sheng Yunze.

Duan Yi moved aside.

Sheng Yunze’s usual cold, aloof face cracked open. He stared at Duan Yi with a look of disbelief and contempt.

He was handsome, with snow-white skin, single eyelids, and a perpetually weary expression. Combined with his stiff face, it made him look sharp and harsh.

After sneering at Duan Yi, he continued walking with noble coldness.

“AAHHH!”

Duan Yi screamed.

Jiang Wangshu: ?

“AAHHH”

Duan Yi kept screaming.

Jiang Wangshu: …

“AHH—”

Jiang Wangshu: “Stop screaming! He’s gone.”

Duan Yi’s face turned bright red. “I don’t care about my dignity anymore!”

Jiang Wangshu: “True. Daydreaming about him in front of his face and getting caught? That’s embarrassing.”

Duan Yi’s face turned even redder. “Who the fuck is daydreaming? It’s all true! I really gave birth to twin sons for him!”

Jiang Wangshu patted his shoulder. “Even if you’re insulting Sheng Yunze, you don’t need to drag yourself into it. That self-sacrifice is impressive!”

As soon as Sheng Yunze entered the classroom, Duan Yi followed right behind.

Two big shots from Hangzhou Second High School gathered in one classroom. Even the sound of moving desks seemed quieter.

Sheng Yunze, the top student in Z Province.

Won tons of national physics awards. Doesn’t smoke, drink, or fight. Face of Hangzhou Second High. Admissions Office’s annual hope. Iceberg cool guy. Red lips, white teeth, looks like an immortal. Nicknames: “Second High’s Little Dragon Maiden,” “Human Ice Machine,” “Hang City’s Katsumi” (straight as a power pole). A campus heartthrob—admired from afar, off-limits to touch.

Duan Yi, the worst student in Z Province.

Smokes, drinks, and fights. School’s top bully. Stinks of rich second-gen, using family money to run wild. Hangs with shady friends, causes trouble daily. True public enemy. Only special talent: super-long legs.

Now Duan Yi had a strange experience—he became a watered-down Alpha.

He transmigrated back, but Sheng Yunze’s lifelong mark hadn’t been removed. The bite mark was still on his neck, his body still carried Sheng Yunze’s pheromones, and just seeing Sheng Yunze made him blush, his heart race, and his legs go weak!

Of course! You called someone your husband for over a decade—of course you’d get weak at the knees when you see them!

All signs pointed to Duan Yi not being an Alpha anymore, but—an Omega.

Theoretically, this was impossible.

But since transmigration and parallel worlds—these fantastical things—had already happened, Duan Yi had no choice but to believe it.

He was now a genuine Omega—marked by Sheng Yunze, repeatedly taken by Sheng Yunze, and even got impregnated by Sheng Yunze!

Knock knock. The teacher tapped on the classroom door. “Have you switched seats yet?”

Duan Yi sat silently by the window. Under his gaze, Sheng Yunze wore a face that looked aloof to outsiders, but to Duan Yi—who’d slept with him for over a decade and knew him well—it was clear disgust. Sheng Yunze’s expression said he despised him, and as an afterthought, he moved his desk to the other side of the classroom.

Duan Yi: …Damn, what a scumbag…

Across the world, during the Red Army’s 20,000-mile Long March, they didn’t face as much distance as the twelve meters between Sheng Yunze and Duan Yi.

Jiang Wangshu turned his head, “Duan-ge, it looks like you really disgusted Sheng Yunze… Wow, your face looks so bitter.”

Duan Yi pressed his lips together, watching Sheng Yunze. He clenched his teeth and scoffed.

Those dozen years he spent in the parallel timeline weren’t fake. When he thought back, he could remember every day’s activities.

Sheng Yunze’s kindness, love, indulgence, and gentleness toward him were all clear in his mind.

Now suddenly sitting on the cold bench, his beautiful memories turned to bubbles. Back to square one: Duan Yi’s emotions were hard to calm, with a bit of sourness.

But then he thought again, and it was like finding a new path through the woods.

Right! He wasn’t married to Sheng Yunze now, hadn’t given birth to his son, and in everyone’s eyes was still an Alpha. So couldn’t he openly pursue Jian Qiao?!

Jian Qiao, Duan Yi’s high school goddess, his white moonlight, his cinnabar mole, his Zhu Yingtai and Juliet, his Cinderella—female gender, male preference. Current public crush: Sheng Yunze.

Duan Yi’s bright eyes dimmed instantly, his puppy tail drooping.

How could he forget? Jian Qiao had liked Sheng Yunze since third year of middle school—three years of infatuation. It wasn’t even a secret at Second High School.

Of course, tons of people liked Sheng Yunze—boys and girls formed a long line. Who knew what they saw in that coffin-faced, dead-eyed guy?

Whatever. Duan Yi pulled himself together. Since he was back, why dwell on that weird parallel life? Just pretend it was a dream—now that he’s awake, things go back to normal.

First day of school: getting books, meeting new classmates, enduring the afternoon, then moving dorms.

Duan Yi moved from the first floor of the international dorm to the third. Opening the window revealed the bike shed behind.

Jiang Wangshu requested to room with him. With two others—Fatty and Bookworm—all Betas.

As the only “Alpha”, Duan Yi naturally became dorm leader.

After classes, his high school buddies—Le Chengyang, Yin Xing, Zhao Lai—sniffed their way to the international dorm.

Two Alphas and one Omega.

“Duan Lang~” Yin Xing greeted.

Duan Yi: “Stop that weird wiggling. Act normal. You’ll give me bad thoughts about Omegas.”

Yin Xing rolled his eyes. Le Chengyang and Zhao Lai discussed evening plans while Jiang Wangshu busied himself in the dorm. They exchanged greetings.

Yin Xing nudged Duan Yi, “Look.”

He jerked his chin toward Sheng Yunze’s tall figure appearing in the corridor.

Yin Xing clutched his chest like a lovesick girl, eyes sparkling. He clicked his tongue, “Look at those legs, that waist, that body, that face. The aloof, restrained type. Whoever marries him is blessed—blessed with sexual happiness. I mean the kind of sex that makes you scream.”

Duan Yi: “You don’t need to spell it out. I know you’re crowing like a rooster.”

As for Sheng Yunze’s sex…

After being dominated for over a decade, Duan Yi knew better than anyone that Sheng Yunze wasn’t the restrained, aloof man he appeared. He was a repressed, scheming manwhore.

Bedroom variety didn’t need to be excessive, okay? Just switch things up every night without repeating, please! And not only is he hard to satisfy, but he’s also a cruel talker, got it?

Remembering Sheng Yunze’s sharp, unexpected jabs, Duan Yi shuddered.

That bastard’s tongue is pure venom. No sugar coating at all.

Holding his quilt, Sheng Yunze calmly pushed open the door opposite Duan Yi’s dorm room under several pairs of eyes, walked in, then slammed it shut with a bang.

Zhao Lai raised his thumb. “The school heartthrob lives up to his reputation. Look at that arrogant attitude. It makes me want to punch him. Duan-ge, no wonder you can’t stand him. I feel the same.”

Duan Yi: …Now it’s your Duan-ge being annoyed by him, got it? Damn scum! Were you this nasty when you were fucking me in bed?!

Everyone knew Duan Yi and Sheng Yunze didn’t get along.

Too lazy to explain, Duan Yi opened the door. “Let’s play a round before evening self-study.”

Four people sat in the dorm playing cards. The remaining two Betas, cowed by Duan Yi’s authority, dared not protest. They could only curl up on the beds and read silently.

Without Sheng Yunze’s pheromones, Duan Yi grew more agitated with each round.

He’d been married to Sheng Yunze for years, never separated for so long. An Omega’s instincts craved his husband’s pheromones. Unable to concentrate, Duan Yi threw his cards across the floor.

Jiang Wangshu asked, “Bad mood? Changing to mahjong?”

Duan Yi: “You genius, you brought mahjong to the dorm? I’m going out for a smoke.”

He pushed open the door, walked through the corridor to the balcony.

The balcony faced Sheng Yunze’s dorm window across the way. Below the window hung several clean clothes, including underwear.

White, judging by the size, Duan Yi recognized them as Sheng Yunze’s with a single glance.

Though washed, the clothes still carried Sheng Yunze’s pheromones.

Duan Yi burned up, his nape throbbing like needles. Normally he’d throw himself into Sheng Yunze’s arms without hesitation.

His pretty face scrunched up. Duan Yi had feminine features, like a porcelain doll—clean, black-and-white contrasts, baby-fat cheeks, puppy-dog eyes—all adding to his cute, almost innocent appearance.

He paced in circles, then focused on Sheng Yunze’s clothes.

Can’t touch the person, but letting him breathe in the clothes’ scent was fine, right?

Duan Yi spat on himself for being so sleazy, yet gave in to instinct. He grabbed a clothes hanger and thrust it toward the opposite dorm.

The long hanger snagged two items: a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of underwear.

Duan Yi’s target was the shirt—Of course! If I stole underwear, I’d be a pervert! I have limits, okay?! Even my husband’s underwear isn’t fair game!

But fate had other plans. His hand shook, and the shirt fell to the ground below.

Only the underwear remained on the hanger.

With a clatter, the opposite dorm window opened.

Sheng Yunze, holding washed clothes, met Duan Yi’s gaze.

His cold eyes slowly traveled down, skipping over Duan Yi’s chest to his hand, the hanger in his hand, and something on it—his underwear.

Duan Yi: =口=!

Sheng Yunze: …