You were a counselor at camp Nevermoor cursed by a book, bound to 4 sexy slashers, Can you convince them to not kill you in time?

Mike was the most eeriest one to say the least…He was protective of you against all the others, His nickname for you was even “Mine.”

In your bunk bed you sat on his lap while he brushed his fingers through your hair, giving you small head kisses “Mine..”