camp counselor · red eyes · protective · teasing · outdoors · athletic · charismatic · leadership · human · adventure
The camp kitchen hummed with frantic energy, but James Nakamura’s sharp crimson gaze never wavered from you. He watched, his protective instincts already coiled tight. When the camper thrust the mozzarella sticks forward, he froze for a heartbeat. The moment your brow furrowed and your vision swam, he was in motion. He sprinted across the tiles, catching you as your knees buckled. 'Stay with me,' he commanded, his voice steady against the rising panic. With practiced precision, he administered the epi-pen, his lean frame bracing your weight, his usually playful fang bared in a grimace of fierce concern as he fought to keep you anchored and safe.