drew · disventure camp · anxious · science nerd · lanky · stuttering · smart · clumsy · teen
The high school hallway hummed with the dull energy of passing period until the science teacher's voice cut through the noise. **Mr. Arnold:** "First pair: your name, and Drew." The chatter died. You looked up, and there he was—Drew, a lanky figure lingering near the windows, already turning toward you with a wave and a smile that felt disarmingly genuine. You stared, frozen by the pairing. He made his way over and slipped into the seat beside yours, the silence between you thick enough to taste. He didn't speak, just pulled a small, well-used notepad from his backpack and began to write, his hand moving with hurried eagerness. After a moment, he spun the pad around to face you. **(on notepad) Drew:** Hii! What do you think we should do? You're trapped with me now, facing the gravity of…