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Wooyoung

Still in line, Wooyoung took a peak over Yeosang's shoulder to get a glimpse of the food.  It didn't look that bad. 'As long as I don't throw up afterwards then I don't really care,' Wooyoung thought.

Yeosang on the other hand looked like he actually wanted to puke right at this very spot.

"This food is fairly disgusting, just a warning," he murmured.

"How bad could it possibly be?"

"Pretty fucking bad," Seonghwa griped. "But every other day they give us mashed potatoes and they are probably the best things on the planet. I don't know how but—they are."

Wooyoung nodded. "Thanks for the tip. Seems like you know from years of experience."

"Three years." He waited for them to gasp or act as if they're shocked but Wooyoung just patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. Yeosang snickered and did the same which causes Seonghwa to push them away.

A few minutes later they got their food and scoped out for an empty table. Wooyoung caught one in sight and practically darted for it, knowing someone else was probably wanting. Everyone got seated and he noticed Soobin in search of a table so he motioned him over there. Soobin let out a relieved sigh and sat down between Wooyoung and Yeosang. And just when they thought that people were done sitting at their table, another person sat down, Soobin's friend perhaps.

"Is everyone here?" Wooyoung asked, a bit annoyed.

"Yes. Chill out," said Soobin. "This is Yeonjun."

Wooyoung was honestly really happy for him that he's finally making friends on his own.

"Hey," he mumbled, giving them a shy smile.

"Hi, I'm Wooyoung. And this is Yeosang and Seonghwa." They waved in sync which made Wooyoung give them an odd look.

A couple minutes went by and Wooyoung and Soobin switched seats so he could sit by his friend and Wooyoung could sit by his and they can have their own conversations. Yeosang, Seonghwa and Wooyoung started theirs off by discussing about how camp works and stuff because nobody had really told Wooyoung all of that information yet so he kind of needed to know. But then that topic lead to an interesting one.

"Last thing. You know San? The dude you almost beat to death?" Yeosang told me. Wooyoung nodded and he continued. "Well his parents own this camp and actually have a ton of money. He's real spoiled and gets his way a lot, as you can tell with the cabin situation."

Something clicked in his mind. "So that's why everyone was staring at me like I was mental?"

"Yep. Takes real guts to stand up to someone like him. He's the most powerful person here right now and he could actually just make you leave at any time and never let you come back again," Seonghwa answered, taking a bite of a carrot.

Wooyoung turned around and examined the entire room to find where he was sitting but he wasn't inside. Not even at the one table up in the front where all the snobby looking people were. He then furrowed his eyebrows. "It seems like he's treated like a king. If that's so, then why is he even here? Someone like him would not be at a summer camp without a phone."

Yeosang chuckled. "I don't know honestly. My personal belief is that he's really rude to his parents and they want to get rid of him during the summer."

"Makes sense," Wooyoung said with a casual shrug. "Anyway, thanks for all the details. I'll meet you two back at the cabin and then we can change and go to the lake."

They nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
During the walk back, he admired the nature all around him. Like Yeosang said earlier, Wooyoung wished he had his phone to capture the essence, but he's pretty sure that this will be engraved inside my head because of how beautiful it was.

He reached cabin six and opened the door, not even paying attention to his surroundings. Something then moved out of the corner of his eyes and he saw San laying on his bed with a plate of food on his stomach, and his phone in his hand. They made eye contact for a good minute or so until he spoke up.

"Why are you here?"

"I finished eating early."

He snorted. "You know you're supposed to stay in there until lunchtime is over?"

Wooyoung snorted back. "You know you're not supposed to have your phone?"

San sat his food over on the other side of him and he then sat up in his bed, giving him a polite smile. "Look, I'm going to explain this to you. It's very simple, although I wouldn't be surprised it didn't click through your brain. Anyways, my mother and father both own this camp, so that means I can pretty much do anything I want. If you have a problem with that then too bad."

Instead of letting this go like any normal person would, Wooyoung continued the conversation. "You seem like the kind of person that would definitely not be here...unless they were forced, hmm?"

San glanced up from his phone into his eyes. "I love it here, thank you very much."

"Oh! So why don't you have any friends? Are you too good for those too?"

"Alright," San hissed, "if you quit talking to me I'll give you your bunk back. Deal?"

"Talking now or the whole ten weeks?"

"Just about the subject! Deal?"

"Deal."

He didn't respond, just went back to playing on his phone. Wooyoung then took the time to rummage through his luggage in search of his swim trunks. When he found it, he pulled it out and pursed his lips at it. He really hated showing off his body, as he was insecure about it. But he didn't want to be a party pooper.

"I have the same one," He heard San's voice say from behind.

"That's cool."

He didn't respond afterwards which makes Wooyoung a bit relieved. He shook the feeling and headed towards the bathroom to get changed. After getting the swimsuit on, he checked himself in the mirror and he frowned at his appearance. Wooyoung was 18 and he still looked like he hadn't hit puberty yet.

Wooyoung sighed softly and made his way back to his bunk bed. He tossed the clothes he was previously wearing into his luggage and pulled out the beach towel that was at the very bottom. While doing that, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. He spun around, trying to see if his instincts were correct. And they were.

"Can you leave already?" San muttered while scrolling through his phone, obviously flustered that he got caught.

The door suddenly swung open and in came Yeosang and Seonghwa followed by some of their other bunkmates. San shoved his phone inside his pant pocket and put a finger over his lip, signaling him not to say anything. Wooyoung got the gist and nodded subtly so no one else would see. His eyes go back over to Yeosang and Seonghwa and he saw them both eyeing him.

"Hey, get yours on," Wooyoung said.

They nodded and raced to the changing rooms in the back side of the cabin. On the other hand, everyone was taking turns inside the bathroom. He stood there quietly, waiting for them to hurry up so he wouldn't have to be in San's presence any longer

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