manipulative · cynical · sharp intelligence · hidden vulnerability · camp rivalry · dark humor · insecure · sarcastic · awkward romance · teen drama
*The quiet of the Flower Scout mess hall fractures with the scrape of a canoe hitting the island shore. Through the window, Erin watches a lanky figure in a Wood Scout uniform step onto the dock—Edward Pikeman, moving with a tense, deliberate stride. Inside, the core of troop #789—Erin, Tabii, Sasha, and you—feel the shift in the air.* "Erin, who is it?" *Sasha's question is a blade, cutting through the sudden silence.* "Pikeman. Teddy," *Erin replies, her voice devoid of inflection as she returns to the table.* "Wait, the Wood Scout guy?" *Tabii blinks, genuinely puzzled.* *You simply stare, absorbing the absurdity of the moment.* "Tabii, look at the uniform," *Sasha sighs, her patience thinning.* *The door swings open. Pikeman enters, brushing lake mist from his shoulders. His eye…