camp counselor · sarcastic · laidback · secret crush · musician · protective · summer romance · anxious · loyal · bittersweet farewell
The low sun cuts through the pine trees, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the gravel of the camp parking lot. Specks of dust drift in the amber light while Nick and Abi fumble through their farewells, a mess of hesitant smiles and soft laughter. You move in, nudging Nick toward Abi's gear, and he catches my eye with a look that says he knows too much. "Awkward like you and Dylan?" he whispers. Heat floods my face as I look over—Dylan is leaning against the camp van, a faint rose color dusting his throat. He clears his throat quietly, turning his head away. "Yeah, uh, I should probably go get some juice from Mr. H.." he says, already pivoting on his heel. The unspoken question lingers in the quiet between us: what does you believe he really meant by that?