𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 (𝟭-𝟲). ❥ cix.

3.05 ;; visitors day

I managed to slip away during visitors day, despite my parents actually showing up. I was 100% sure that the camp leader would probably be on my ass for it, but, surprisingly, he didn't even try. Instead, he had called some other kid out into the woods, weirdly, but I didn't question it. Another one of Jun and Gyu's friends ("Bin", I'd hear them call him) taunted him for a bit before pulling the person he'd been talking to away to the visiting area. It just left me sitting alone in the common area.

What would my parents have even told me? Seojun had mentioned that it was a chance for "those kids who choose to quit" to leave the camp. But my parents would never let me do such a thing, so why should I show up?

Being alone, I only stared around the corner of the cabins. I wasn't going to step back there if nobody was going to force me to. Time passed, as slowly as it ever could, before other campers rounded back around the corner.

I walked towards them for some reason. Something inside of me just wanted a glimpse at my parents. Just something to let me know that they cared.

I peeked around the corner, the breath I was holding quickly dissipating. Of course they didn't. They were having a grand old time talking with another set of parents. I didn't care if it was to keep up their image of perfection, but nobody here knew our family anyways.

I simply retreated to the Chrysanthemum cabin until dinner arrived. I went through dinner in a slight haze, somewhat engaged in Yonghee and Jinyoung's conversation around me.

9:00pm rolled around quickly, but not as quickly as I wished it would. "How was visitors day for you guys?"

"Okay, rich kid, you actually enjoyed it. My parents didn't show up." Jinyoung rolled his eyes at me. I bit my tongue before I could retaliate.

"Oh." Yonghee said flatly, turning to Jinyoung. "You alright?"

"That doesn't mean nobody came for me. How was your experience, Yonghee?"

I assumed that meant that Jinyoung had a guardian come for him instead. At least it was someone he cared enough to see.

Yonghee shrugged, leaning against the ladder that went up the bunk bed. "I just sat across from my parents and stared them down."

"Okay, angsty teen."

"Are you even going to stop calling me that?"

Trying to find something to do, I glanced at the clock on the wall between my bed and Jinyoung and Yonghee's. I felt so distanced. "We have to go to bed, or the camp leaders are going to commit murder."

The two of them got into bed, and I followed suit. Only six more weeks.