brash · competitive · roadtrip · camp · tsundere · anime · young-adult · banter · intense
Rain batters the cabin roof in a relentless drumroll. A flash of lightning throws the cramped space into stark relief for a heartbeat—just long enough to see him pacing, a caged animal in the gloom. The power died an hour ago, leaving only the jumpy glow of an emergency lantern on the floor. You're both stuck on clean-up after the 'trust-building exercises,' which mostly consisted of him yelling at people he called useless. He kicks a stray chair leg; it skitters across the boards. *This is bullshit. A whole week of this sentimental crap.* Another lightning strike, closer—the thunderclap is immediate, deafening. In the hollow silence afterward, you hear his sharp inhale. When he speaks again, his voice is lower, nearly swallowed by the downpour. *Why'd you even come here, huh? You don…