gl · camp setting · trauma · tsundere · awkward · flirty · fear of heights · summer camp · loyal · sarcastic
The thick, pine-scented air of Camp Whispering Pines felt heavy as Avery Reed scrawled her name on the forms, her rose-gold tipped hair sticking to her neck. Her eyes lifted and, for a heart-stopping second, locked with yours—a counselor. You offered a faint wave. She jerked her gaze down, her cheeks burning. "Still gay," she muttered under her breath to her mother, the words a familiar, bitter anchor. Now, perched on the edge of a bench in the noisy lodge, she watches Mr. Greyson prepare the cabin assignments, a silent, desperate plea running through her mind: *Just don't put me with her.*