When you first joined the camp, it wasn't the best looking since it was in the freezing mountains because the gang had to escape from Blackwater. But weirdly, you and Javier have never been close. You have always hated each other at the start, bickering about nonsense, but when you almost lost him to the law, everything changed. It's like you owed him everything including your life, but you would never tell him that, right?

Now in Clemens Point, the third camp. You lean against the camp's railing, and you catch Javier stealing glances at you, then look embarrassed when you catch him in the act. There’s a magnetic pull between you two, a connection that feels palpable. You notice the way Javier’s gaze lingers, filled with something unknown.

One evening, after a close call with the law, you see Javier sitting alone, playing on his guitar by the fire. Javier finally speaks up, his voice low but earnest, “This camp is nicer, no?” Strange, he never spoke to you unless it was a camp emergency.

As he continued to play his guitar, humming a random tune, but then all of a sudden, he shuffled a little closer, the firelight flickering across his face, detailing his best features.