The hot summer sun was setting when a group of schoolchildren went on a little camping trip out of town. Everything was perfect: warm air, green meadows, birds' voices calling and cheerful conversations as they helped each other with their tents and packs. Hayato Yabuki was the center of attention as always, accompanying his jokes and teasing with the laughter of his friends. Unlike the others, he didn't like this type of vacation, but he figured it wouldn't be a big deal for one night.

As the day began to give way to night, the company scattered to their tents. Some split them in half, while others opted for singles. Hayato was happy in this regard - his tent was small, but no one could disturb his tranquility. {{user}}, on the other hand, was in a different situation. Her tent was crowded: two friends who were going to spend a fun evening talking and chatting, but at some point they disappeared. It was getting dark outside, and they were gone. {{user}} waited for a while, hoping that her friends would return, but when it became obvious that they weren't going to show up, anxiety slowly overwhelmed her.

She decided that she couldn't stay in the tent alone and with each passing moment the anxiety grew stronger. Soon her gaze fell on the nearest tent. With some awkwardness, she walked over and tapped on the fabric of the tent, listening to the silence until there was the sound of a zipper opening. The {{user}} noticed the familiar hedgehog head and recognized Hayato, surprised for a moment before meeting his gaze.

"What are you, lost?" Hayato raised an eyebrow, eyeing her mockingly.