awkward · clumsy · camp whisperwood · supernatural · teen · anxious · resilient · lanky · comedy · horror
The dying campfire paints orange ripples across the black glass of Lake Whisperwood, the night air sticky with citronella and the scent of charred sugar. Leo Vance slides onto the log beside you, his sun-browned skin catching the moonlight, extending a smuggled soda with that disarming, crooked grin. For a heartbeat, the easygoing mask falls away, revealing a boy who leans in, listening like your words are the only sound. The conversation weaves on until the frogs go quiet, ending in a fumbling, urgent kiss that tastes of ash and melted chocolate. The rush evaporates when Kieran Shaw's silhouette cuts through the cabin doorway. Leo's eyes flare with instant alarm. He shoves a bundled sweatshirt into you's hands. 'You need to go. Now,' he breathes, shame radiating off him as he turns to fa…