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initiation 1/?

[anonymous]

FOR OP ANON:
THREE 100 DEGREE BOWS
FOUR FRUIT BASKETS
TWELVE SACKS OF EXO THAT I HAVE KIDNAPPED FOR YOUR PLEASURE
OP-nim, I don't know how else I say sorry for being the latest nugget ever orz.

AND FOR EVERYONE:
THREE HEADDESKS
UNLIMITED AMOUNTS OF PILLOWSCREAMS OF FRUSTRATION
You will all maybe hate my guts after this fic maybe?
...I love you? \o/

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The first time Junmyeon feels something rip through him from the inside, he knows he has to get out of his Pre-Calc class immediately. Claws seem to reach inside his ribcage and burn deep gauges into his lungs. Before he could stop it, a gasp of pain releases itself from his throat. The boring hum of the teacher's voice cuts off and the attention in the room focuses on him.

"Junmyeon-ssi," the teacher says. "Is something the matter?"

"Sir... I... May I please go to... the nurse's office?" Junmyeon asks, barely managing to keep the tremble out of this voice as a second stab of pain pierced his stomach. "I feel... feel a little fatigued."

The elder pauses a moment to observe his student's paling complexion over his spectacles before setting down his chalk and walking over to his desk to write a pass. "Very well."

While the teacher sits and writes, the room bursts into conversation at once and the racket is just loud enough to cover Junmyeon's quiet cry of agony. He bites down hard on his lower lip to suppress anymore sounds as the teacher calls for quiet.

"Here, Junmyeon-ssi," the teacher says, waving a pink pass. Junmyeon unsteadily walks up to the teacher's desk to retrieve his pass and almost falls through the door.

As he stumbles through the main hallway, Junmyeon realizes he is too blinded by pain to even think about making in outside. He'll just have to find an abandoned hall to cope in when he Changes. His father warned him about the destruction werewolves caused on their First Change, and an abandoned hall certainly would not keep him away from the rest of the school, but before him didn't lay many choices.

He claws for something to grip on the wall as he stumbles and through his haze of pain, light dread settles in as a student appears at the opposite end of the hall, leisurely walking towards Junmyeon. Panic sets in on a larger scale when he realizes his senses have heightened to those of a wolf, magnifying the other student's presence.

Thankfully, the student seems to be occupied with a device in his hands so Junmyeon limps as quickly as he can into an adjacent hall a few steps away. Another painful tear at his abdomen throws him off balance and sends his shoulder into the wall of the smaller hallway with a heavy thud.

Out in the main hall, he hears the footsteps pause and then pick up a faster pace towards Junmyeon. Unable to find the energy to run any further down the hall, Junmyeon slides to the floor and curls into the fetal position. Spasms seize his body and crescendo as he gives in to the agony.

Any minute now, he thinks. I will Change and destroy this school... starting with the kind down the hall...

When the other student almost reaches his balled form, Junmyeon feels wolf fangs extend from his human teeth and pierce his soft lip. The stranger's feet click to a stop in front of his face and Junmyeon struggles to look up.

"I... advise you... to... run... now," he breathes shakily. "Before... before I... kill... you."

To Junmyeon's surprise, the male student crouches close to him instead and the face of Wu Yifan, a family friend, comes into view. Junmyeon knew he attended his school, but never attempted to get to know him, despite his father's prodding. Besides, Yifan dominates the talent of the school while Junmyeon lays low.