We were supposed to learn how to make campfires the next day. Maybe it'd be useful if we didn't have that half an hour hike down to the ravine that we'd be learning in.
Initially, me, Yonghee, and Jinyoung were in a row. After a while, Yonghee started to fall behind, I glanced back at him before looking at Jinyoung, wondering if we should fall back and wait for him.
Jinyoung shook his head, but he did it in a way that showed that Yonghee might've needed space. Well, that made talking easy for me.
We trudged down into the ravine. After a particularly steep spot in the path, Jinyoung started to talk. "Do you think you have expectations?"
"Expectations?" Of course my parents expected things from me, but that wasn't what Jinyoung meant.
"Expectations, assumptions. Stereotypes, that's what I mean." Jinyoung paused. "You know, like I assume that since you're rich, you go to a preppy school and usually spend your summer doing equestrian or some shit."
"Equestrian is pretentious," I huffed. "I guess everyone thinks that I have a perfect life. I don't think... people don't expect me to get in trouble."
"Huh." Jinyoung kicked a rock down the path. "Still, even if you did, you could just pay off whatever's happened to you. You're a trust fund baby in the making, if not already one."
He was right. "Well, my parents are going to pay when I go to university..."
"Wow, you've got a future." Jinyoung looked up for a moment, losing the rock in the process, a distant look on his face. "That sounds nice."
I didn't bother to ask what he meant by that. With the way he avoided my gaze, I could tell that he didn't want me to. I could read the room at times.
If only my parents were able to take the same hints.
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FanficHOW TO MAKE FRIENDS (full series!) Where five completely different boys from five different backgrounds meet at a summer camp. Let's just say that a lot of stuff happens. Five separate accounts of the same story, but it all comes down in the end. Wa...