𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩 - 𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧

One. day one

IMPORTANT NOTE:
this is no longer a woochan story.
i have swapped woojin out for jeongin and edited accordingly. i will re-publish the chapters where i've changed names and edited certain details and scenes. if i happened to miss something feel free to let me know.
thank you for reading!

"Okay, here are your keys and your nametag," the woman said, setting both objects on the desk. "I'll get you a list of which kids will be in your cabin, just give me a couple minutes." She stood up and walked through a door behind her and returned a few minutes later with a sheet of paper. "I think that's everything you'll need, but if anything else comes up you can just come back here and we can get things sorted out. Have fun at camp, Mr. Yang."

He smiled and bowed before walking out with his nametag, keys, and the sheet of paper, wandering around the campsite until he found cabin number four. He approached the door nervously, eyeing the peeling red paint before unlocking the door and walking inside, picking his bed before the other campers got there. He left the door open to let in some fresh air and sunlight. Just across the path was cabin number three, which was identical to the one he was in aside from the door being blue rather than red. Since he had extra time, he read over the paper, hoping to get a general idea of how many kids he'd be working with and any specific accommodations the campers might need.

The red group would have three kids in it. They were all aged between twelve and fifteen. Seungmin, age thirteen, had asthma and an allergy to nuts, which meant he'd need to be extra careful. Jisung, also thirteen, apparently had a sleeping condition, so his counsellor would have to distribute his sleeping medication every night. The last kid on his list was Minho, age fifteen, who had nothing written in his file. No allergies or medical conditions. The counsellor breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he wouldn't have to worry quite as much about Minho as he did about the others. After he'd finished reading through the paper, reviewing the camp's rules, and quickly rereading the schedule, he decided to sit outside and wait for his campers. He looked up and saw someone trying to get into the cabin just across from him. The key seemed to be stuck, and the guy sighed in exasperation before dejectedly kicking the door. Nervously, he stood up and made his way over to the cabin with the blue door.

"Hey, do you need help?" He asked. The words tumbled awkwardly out of his mouth, as if he had no idea what to say or how to say it.

The guy looked up, pushing his blonde hair out of his face and offering a bright smile. "Yeah, that'd be great. Thank you." They both stood still in a strangely comfortable silence, just staring into each other's eyes.

"I... um, I have to get past you to get the door."

"Oh!" The blonde boy jumped back in surprise. "Yeah, sorry. I'm Chris, by the way. Or you can call me Chan. Either is fine." The other boy was busy fiddling with the keys as he spoke.

The lock suddenly clicked, and the door swung open. "I'm Jeongin," he said, flashing a genuine smile. "It's nice to meet you Chris, or Chan, but I guess either is fine right?" He laughed and winked before turning to walk away. Just as he reached the path, he turned around and called out, "Hey, if you ever need help with anything else, I'll be right here." He pointed to the red door of cabin four then waved as he returned to it.

He stepped inside and sighed with a goofy smile on his face, giggling quietly as he thought about the boy from cabin three. His thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of shouting, laughter, and thundering footsteps as kids ran to their cabins. Jeongin was nearly knocked over by his campers when they sprinted into the room, all laughing and talking excitedly.