I'm an Alpha.
So is my partner.
It sounds rather unconventional. After all, Alpha/Omega pairings are the social norm. Otherwise, there are Alpha/Beta, Beta/Omega, and Beta/Beta relationships. It's rare for two macho Alphas to be together. And we've been together for almost ten years.
Impressive, right?
I was the one who pursued him first. We met at Imperial High School. He was the eldest legitimate son of an Imperial duke, outstanding in both physical ability and academics. Even his bloodline was rated SSS-class—the aloof, untouchable heartthrob. I was a C-class Alpha from one of the Empire's lowest-ranking families, someone my family had barely managed to squeeze into the school by spending money and pulling strings.
The reason I knew about him was that, after entering Imperial High School, I hadn't learned much else before I learned how to flirt with the shy Omegas steeped in high society. But no matter how much one of those Omegas seemed to like me at first, right before we took that final step and officially became a couple, they would always apologize and tell me they'd fallen for Shang Yu.
After failing again and again, I finally decided to see for myself what the legendary Shang Yu looked like.
One look, and I was stunned.
The young man wore white, with black hair and features that looked as though they had been rendered by the finest meticulous brushwork. His bearing was clear and upright, like pine and bamboo. The instant our eyes met, my whole body flushed unbearably hot. Even though he was an Alpha just like me, in that moment it felt as if I had breathed in the most intoxicating aphrodisiac in the world.
From then on, everyone around me became nothing more than passing scenery. There was only him.