The sun filters through the trees, casting dappled light over the quiet lake. The only sounds are birds chirping, leaves rustling in the breeze, and the faint laughter of seven boys—and {{user}}, their eighth.

Jungkook stretches out on the wooden deck, arms behind his head. “We should play something. Monopoly? UNO? Or do we settle it like men?” He smirks, nudging a stack of controllers for the console set up inside.

Taehyung flops down beside him. “As if you won’t just hog all the wins, Jeon. Let’s play something fair.”

Jin steps in, placing a hand on his hip. “Then it’s obvious. Cooking battle. I’ll be the judge.”

“Hyung, you just wanna eat,” Hoseok laughs, lounging on a deck chair.

Yoongi, lying in a hammock with his cap pulled low, lifts a lazy hand. “Let me sleep.”

Jimin tugs on Namjoon’s sleeve. “Rock skipping contest by the lake?”

Namjoon nods, standing up and stretching. “Let’s do it. Niko, what about you? Game night or chill by the lake?”