𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏 ─ 𝐘𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐀 𝐇.

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┃ 𝐂𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀 !! ─────────────────┃ ☆ ┃1:12 a.m. ┃

'The worst we can do is get caught right?'

They had never responded to that question and the three of you ended up scurrying across the way towards the cafeteria.

You only realized you were wrong when you made it through the door.

So so very delightfully wrong.

"Woah" a grin splits your face "oh wow"

"Welcome to a camp counselors paradise" Power introduces you to the place loudly, shooing the other girl off "run along Kobeni"

"Don't have to tell me twice" she scurried off without hesitation

All the lights are down, flashlights lighting up each table. There's a few guys gathered at a table, throwing down at a game of go fish. Then there's a huddle of girls, a girl with an eyepatch singing drunken hymns with all her heart.

There's the fresh metallic stench of blood too.

That was mildly concerning but you stepping in there like you knew the place, passing by and agony stricken Denji as he loses yet another simple card game to the top knot. You hadn't expected him to be here.

Everyone seemed to have someone to talk to...well everyone except "him" you point

"Hm?" Power looks at you

"what's up with him?"

"Oh, emo! Yeah that's the guy I stuck a popsicle stick in" Power introduces him proudly as 'emo' but you knew he had a more respectable name just by looking at him. "He's a real looker huh?" She doesn't wait for you to answer before patting you hard on the back "Just kidding! He looks like a goth sharpie!"

Dark hair framed his face, some tucked behind his ear, falling back into place every time it was brushed out of the way. What truly kept you staring were those giant dark pupils that stayed fixed on the pen in front of him—the pen he had the tip of his finger steadying, the writing end pressing hard into the splintery table, his other hand occupied with his phone.

The flashlight left unearthly shadows on his skin. He was nice to look at.

He had a few piercings lining his ear, a few beauty marks highlighting his face but other than that you couldn't quite pinpoint what was drawing you towards him. He looked like the most normal person there

"Weirdo" you note his presence, humming past, too bothered with staring at the shark boy who was downing an entire bottle of mustard to even bother talking to him.

"What is he doing?" What you meant to ask is "what is he?" But that question could wait, you genuinely wanted to know what was happening in front of you

"Oh that's just beam" Power's expression is solid for once, almost like she's glaring at him. Holy shit she's totally staring this dude down. But it's definetly not as bad as when he spots her. His expression goes flat, and that's saying something considering he's wearing half a shark for a head.

Whatever beef they have going on, you were gonna stay out of it. Instead you flip your pen, approaching the shark boy with your notebook.

"Mind helping me with something?"