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It’s the first week of the semester and Minho feels a little wild. There’s that itching under his skin, the urge to move and dance and throw himself at someone with strong arms that will be able to cage him, contain him for just long enough to get both of them off. He doesn’t really remember the first two days of classes, but that doesn’t really matter. They’re always just covering the syllabus and he can read those later if he cares enough. The frats are throwing parties though, trying to recruit underclassmen. Liquor is abundant, as are eager guys who know his history but don’t care. He feels wild, a little unhinged. Even as he sits in the middle of the auditorium, texting a potential hookup for tonight. His skin itches, his leg bounces and it might be annoying the girl three seats down and he feels the need to do something. Anything. It builds, as the professor drones on about grading structure. It builds and it itches and he wants to rip his skin off. He wants to shed all of his skin, let it pool around his feet and scream and run and fuck.

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