Twisted Wonderland 2

I Wont Say

At the Board Games Club campfire, Idia slouches from his spot on a log and pokes the fire with a stick. He places his arm on his knee and rests his chin on his hand.

"Boy, I sure am busy! Yup, tending a campfire is srs bzns."

Idia lazily tosses the stick into the fire and leans back with a groan. "Talk about a royal pain. I'm just not cut out for camping."

Idia glances around to see if anyone is nearby. "Okay, the coast is clear. Now that the campfire's built, my motivation's hit rock bottom. Good thing I scored myself this nice, cushy lookout job. Time to kick back and relax."

Idia reaches into his pocket and is about to pull out an item when the sound of footsteps alert him. Idia jolts upright and whirls around to see you approaching. Some kind of white flower in your hand.

Idia lets out a breath. "Oh, Y/N. It's just you."

"Were you thinking it was somebody important?" You laugh.

"Oh, no. I thought you were one of the other club members or Azul... or the coach." Idia sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. "Not saying that you aren't important or anything..."

"Thanks." Smilingly sweetly, you gesture to the log with a nod. "Mind if I sit with you?"

"Sure. Go ahead." Idia scoots over to give you more room.

You sit beside Idia and the boy holds his arm, his leg bouncing nervously.

"Have you been enjoying the camp?" You ask.

Idia nods, not daring to look at you. "Oh, it's been good. So good. I feel as if I'm already getting stronger and whatever Coach Vargas said."

"You can be honest."

Idia slumps his shoulders. "It's been terrible! I've been trying to think about it as an RPG cause it worked for that social at Nobel Bell College but that's not working, so I tried reenacting Premo since they do stuff like this all the time but that's not working either!"

Idia sighs in exasperation and holds his head in his hands. "I'm going to fail and get my own club forced into one of the sports clubs."

You listen to all Idia has to say. You look to the flower in your hands and gently touch the delicate petals. "I know how it feels to be in an environment that you don't know and can't understand."

Idia glances to you.

"It's confusing. You feel as if you're not in control of your own situation, like you have no way of knowing the outcome of the game."

Realizing what you're talking about, Idia sits up. Not knowing this is how you felt the whole time.

You smile him kindly. "But you take it one step at a time. You may not understand everything but you have others to lean on." You nudge Idia's arm. "At least that's what helped me."

Idia stares into your eyes. "Y/N, I..." He looks away and clears his throat. "Uh, what's with the flower?"

"Oh, this?" You hold up the flower with a small laugh. "I found it while I was walking back to camp. It reminded me of you."

Idia looks to you in surprise. "It reminds you of me?"

You smile brightly. "Yeah, because it's a lily."

Idia tilts his head. "A lily? But why would-"

His eyes widen slightly in realization and he groans, burying his face in his hands. "Oh, because of that stupid ghost bride had me in that tux with white lilies."