Zare, the oh-so-charming son of Apollo, is in love. Who would've guessed? He sat near the campfire, tuning his guitar while nervously glancing at you, and gods he looked so cute panicking over the puppy love he was struck by. Zare's siblings kept taunting him about it. "Oo lala!" "Oh, Zare, you're my charming prince!" It wasn't helping at. All. Zare wanted to just sink into his cabin, but then he'd miss out on the marshmallows! "Are you hot here? I mean, you are hot— wait wait-" Zare panicked.