HIGH TENTSION | L.TY ✔︎

one

Taeyong scratches his cheeks, a burn manifesting on them as he glances back to find you glaring at him. Inhaling sharply, he gulps letting out a nervous laugh towards Johnny. He knows the reason you didn't like him because as much as he tries to help you and get on your nice side, first impressions that last for three years aren't easy to change.

He remembers the time he told Yuta that you and he kissed and Yuta crying while you were telling him it was a lie, he also remembers the day Yuta grabbed a knife from the camp's kitchen and slashed away his name furiously from the administration office. Trying to make it up, twelve-year-old Taeyong carved TY beside your lonely name and you swore you would never like the person who lies about kissing people. It was his fault, no questions asked and since then he has never kissed and told (the fact standing that no one knows you have actually kissed him more than once now and no one knows from his side).

"Man, she must really hate you if she won't even eat in the same place as you," Johnny muses, a smirk on his face watching his friend's saddened expression. "You should talk to her,"

"How can I when she is always avoiding me?" he asks, pushing his hair backwards and kicking against the ground whilst they walk in the direction of the food chain. "Also, I always act so insufferable in front of her. I even won the house cup last year because she wanted to win it, I don'—"

"You just need to show her you like her," Johnny cuts him off, slinging his arm around his shoulder and nodding thoughtfully as he goes on. "You should do something nice, show off a little and maybe make some moves,"

Taeyong knew this already. The problem was the execution. Johnny sharply turns, dragging him with him back to the camp repeating the words, 'it's okay, we can start now,' a hearty laugh that fills the forest, comforting his doubts and he decides to trust him and asks, "So what do we do first?" Taeyong peers at his friends, biting his lips with wide eyes.

"Let your presence be known," Johnny announces, jogging to the cafeteria as the loudspeaker howls calling for lunch.

The smell of fruity salads and grilled marinated meat is heavy, invading their senses as soon as they pull open the cafeteria's wooden door and your bubbly laughter infiltrates his mind, eyes searching for the source and you are clapping your hands, side pressed against Nakamoto Yuta and your slightly parted lips curved into a smile, pointing at the girls around your table and he notes that House Blue Gecko has moved their table to be right beside yours. You are always smiling around your girls and Yuta, he knows that the two of you are best friends; ever since his accidents, you and Yuta have never been said to be a couple, no one ever talks about the two of you out of the platonic light.

"Earth to Taeyong," he hears, April smiling at him mischievously, "If you stare at her that much, she'll be creeped out," she sings, pushing his shoulders down and making him sit at his table.

"Uh, you're right," Taeyong shakes his head, capturing your attention by the sound of him slapping his cheeks harshly and greeting his house finally.

"God, he is so weird," you roll your eyes, pulling your eyes away from him after studying his rosy cheeks that almost make you squeal.

"You're weirder, you laughed at me farting and burping out ABC's," Yuta laughs, pushing your hair away from your face. "Oh, by the way, our lodging is farther from you this year," he locks eyes with you, pooping a crispy chip into his mouth and nodding, "House Blue Jay is beside you and House Blue Heron took the big one since they won the cup,"

"Ugh, I am so mad, don't talk about the cup," you swat your hand on your forehead, exasperatedly looking at the cup that sits in the centre of the cafeteria inside a glass casing and breaking into your view, you notice Hana staring at your left hand's wrist and you ask, "Hana, you want to ask something?"

"You got a tattoo?" she smiles, leaning over the table and running her finger across the inked skin of your wrist. "Is this an insect or a bird?" she asks, her eyes sparkling as they pull you in.

Chuckling at her, you shake your head and explain, "This is not an insect, it's a bird,"

Yuta smirks beside you and asks, "It's pretty neat, right?" slapping his side, you roll your eyes and add, "Mr Gecko here dared me to get this if I don't win the cup. But now, I think this is pretty cute," smiling down at your tattoo, you momentarily forget what the bird represents and Yuta snickers, "It sure is cute, isn't it, Ms River?"

"Oh, ple—"

"Newcomers and returnees! Welcome to Camp Blue Creek, where we welcome all things blue and enjoy the sound of running water beside the creek!" the camp director laughs, awkwardly meeting your eyes and skimming towards the other group leaders and staff, "Every year we like to collect points and reward our campers with new and exciting facilities for their enthusiastic competition and let's give it up for last year's winners, House Blue Heron!"

A flurry of 'woo's and 'boo's sounds, Taeyong standing up from his seat and clapping for his boys with a timid smile and the C.D asks, "What do you have to say as the winner's of the Blue Cup?"

"Um, we plan to win it again and remind everyone, who the real winners are," Taeyong offhandedly comments, his eyes locking with yours and you feel a gush of competition fill you. "Oh, he is challenging me," you sneer, scoffing as the C.D begins talking again.

"I am so winning that cup," you declare, the girls of House River watch you and you determinedly grin, "Let's win ourselves the big house next year,"