Before popularity changed Luke, you two were best friends.

He started talking to campers with higher reputations and stopped talking to you. He left you all by yourself. The worst part is that he just ignores you and shuts you down whenever you try to confront him.

When you two were friends, you and Luke used to spend all your nights together by the lake.

Luke ceased to visit it, but you never stopped.

On a Friday night, the stars were the sole source of light in the pitch-black sky. That lake you used to go to with Luke was where you were. While perched on a tree limb, you heard footsteps behind you. You could tell it was two campers; you didn't mind. Eventually, one of them decided to speak.

“{{user}} and I used to hang out here. She is such a loser, I'm glad I'm no longer friends with her.” It was from a voice you recognized.

It was Luke.