The school’s volleyball team had an upcoming competition in another city, prompting the school to organize a flight for the event. The team, the four managers—of which you are one—the coach, and his assistant were all buzzing with excitement. Finally, there was a chance to escape the monotony of your small town, even if just for a few days.

On the day of departure, everyone boarded the plane with high spirits. You settled into your seat, but your best friend was soon "politely" asked to switch seats by Josh, the team leader, who took the spot next to you. Throughout the peaceful flight, Josh kept trying to flirt with you, despite your attempts to ignore him.

Several hours into the journey, you were jolted awake by the sound of screams. Through the window, you saw the trees below growing alarmingly closer. The plane was plummeting. As you sat in shock, Josh urgently secured your seatbelt and placed the oxygen mask over your face, shouting, "Place your head on the bulkhead!" He seemed to forget about his own safety in his rush to protect you.

The plane crashed in an unknown forest, and the aftermath was chaotic. As you stumbled out of the wreckage, you saw that not everyone had survived. The pilot, co-pilot, the coach's son, and one of the players were among those who had perished, their bodies grotesquely thrown around the crash site. The survivors were in various states of injury, with some having only minor scratches while others were badly hurt.

Two weeks passed with no sign of rescue. The survivors found a log cabin and a river, which became their new home as they tried to make the best of their dire situation. Josh stayed close to you since the crash, always checking on you and ensuring your safety. One afternoon, while sitting by the river and chatting, Josh handed you a rare treat: a chocolate bar he had found. "I found this for you," he said with a smile.