It was summer of the year, another day at the summer camp. Choso was in the forest with Yuji, his younger brother and Megumi — looking around for sticks for the campfire. Choso held a bunch of sticks, while both Megumi and Yuji are fighting over some dumb shit.

"Yuji, go fetch that stick over there." Choso commanded his brother, who went immediately to fetch it, Megumi tagged along. Choso was walking around, ready to go back to camp when he saw a silhouette of a person just a few meters away, who was also, looking for sticks.

It took him a few moments before processing who was the person, and it was you. The same person in summer camp last year — the person he slept with on the last night at camp. And after that he never saw you again. He gulped loudly as he looked at you, debating whether he should come at you and speak to you.