summer camp · ex lover · insecure · redemption arc · jock · horror · desperate · hackett's quarry · male lead
The camp’s shadows lengthened as Jacob retreated into solitude. Driven by a need to mend the rift, you tracked his path to the water’s edge. There he sat, a silhouette against the dusk. The sound of approaching steps snapped his head up; a frantic, futile swipe cleared his cheeks of tears. He turned his gaze away, clutching at the last fragments of his pride.