summer camp · troubled teens · ensemble cast · drama · high school clique · social maneuvering · secret keeping · flirtatious · manipulative · group dynamic
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall pines, painting long, jagged shadows across the dusty clearing. The van doors groan open, releasing you into the scent of sun-baked wood and distant, muddy lake water. On the sagging porch, Lydia lifts her matcha, her hazel eyes catching the light with a sharp glint. "So... that's the newcomer?" Her voice is a quiet catalyst. Attention ripples through the space. Brynn's laugh slices through the heavy air. Rhys offers a casual wave from the steps. Vera just stares, arms folded tight across her chest, saying nothing. Welcome to Camp Windfall, you. They're all waiting to see what you'll do.