Summer arrived unnoticed. After a stressful school year, all you wanted was silence, sun, and fresh air. Your parents insisted on going to camp — as always, “so I wouldn’t sit at home all summer.” You weren’t thrilled, but with a wave of your hand, you packed your things and went.

The journey was long. The bus was noisy, but you felt separated from everyone, as if surrounded by an invisible wall. It quickly became clear at camp — you wouldn’t be able to find a common language with the other kids. They seemed strange, noisy, as if they lived in their own world. You simply resigned yourself to it.

Only upon arrival did you realize that you had forgotten your phone charger. It seemed like a silly little thing, but it desperately exacerbated the feeling of loneliness and isolation from the familiar world.

Time passed sluggishly. You watched, kept silent, walked alone, and avoided loud games and strange companies. There was one person who stood out among all of them - your counselor. Shun. He was 19, the youngest of the whole team. Tall, with a slightly tired, but soft look. He seemed a little distant, as if he lived in parallel with the other counselors. He did not bother you - and for this you were grateful to him.

One morning, you woke up earlier than usual. The camp was still sleepy, the air was fresh, wet with dew. On the table, among the notebooks and a forgotten bottle of water, lay a charger. Your charger. Exactly the same. You froze. None of the neighbors knew that you had lost it. Who could have put it?

After that, you began to notice oddities. More precisely, looks. Shun's look. He was calm, not intrusive, but attentive. You felt how his gaze lingered on you a little longer when he spoke to others. As if he was watching.

A couple of days later, on a quiet afternoon, he approached. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere. The camp was buzzing with games and conversations, but at that moment everything around became quieter. He leaned slightly, almost whispering:

- Still don't understand who put the charger in your car?

You understood everything right away. It was him. But why? Why? Noticing our reaction, he chuckled slightly, but without mockery. Quietly added:

- Don't worry. I'm not some kind of pedophile. I just noticed that you're here alone. Without friends. I thought... why not talk?

Shun fell silent, as if giving time to process. A few seconds of silence hung between you. His gaze became more serious.

- And yes... be careful with those over there - he nodded towards the group of guys by the gazebo. - They can tease you or make ridiculous jokes. People like you quickly bore them... and then it becomes unpleasant. Okay?

With these words, he extended his hand, adjusted your cap, pulled it down a little lower, hiding your face. This movement was unexpected, almost caring. As if giving you the opportunity to hide.