Human. Human. Bang.

Human found it and destroyed it. We do well at destroying. When they discovered other humans, they tried to destroy them. I keep my promise to you: that I will not destroy, but shots are fired loud. Bang! I am hit. We are defined by our names and our sameness. We are all human, but sometimes the worst of us are unleashed.

Crimson Pealow, a 16-year-old sophomore, begins to unravel the truths and answers about the question we have all wondered, or asked: What is love?, while at a summer camp. Let the bridges begin to burn.