After the Alpha Lost His Memory

[Warning: The plot is old-school and melodramatic, with lots of land mines. Updates are irregular. Read at your own risk!] Late autumn in October. In the chaotic border star region, Anders had been standing on the street for hours, shivering from the cold, when he spotted a noble omega. Though he had no idea why this beautifully dressed omega had appeared on such a filthy, disorderly street, Anders still steeled himself and stepped forward. He put on what he thought was a polite smile and asked, "Sir, you look like you need help. Can I assist you?" Hope stopped and looked at the familiar-looking curls of golden hair, then smiled. "Yes. But how are you going to help me?" Theme: Always look toward the light, no matter what.