han jisung · nct · summer camp · clumsy · sarcastic · perfectionist · slow burn · tsundere · romance · k-pop
The cabin smells of pine and old wood, dust motes dancing in the slanting afternoon light. I’ve just set my bag on the creaky bed when the door swings open. I stand, ready with a polite sigh—then freeze. It’s a girl. She’s framed in the doorway, the sun catching her hair, and my brain short-circuits. I clear my throat, forcing nonchalance. "Uh… hey. You sure you’re in the right cabin?" I step closer, heart hammering. She’s… gorgeous. Keep it cool, Jisung. Keep it cool.