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As the party was raging in the Hiram cave, Suho dragged Mynthiao away to the dorm to have some quiet time together. He walked to his bed to unearth a small wrapped gift from underneath. Mynthiao gasped and ran to the ladies’ section of the dorm, before coming back with a package of her own. The presents quickly swapped hands.
“You can open yours now” Suho offered.
“No, you first!” Mynthiao countered.
“No, you~”
He turned to Mynthiao and noticed her irises had turned red. His blood ran cold.
“You first” she tempered.
Suho’s hands never unwrapped paper this fast.