You and Seungmin were in highschool. You guys were in the summer between your junior and senior year, with only a week left. You were the popular girl. Volleyball captain, cheerleader, part of the student government, honors classes. Seungmin was just a normal kid on the baseball team, with a couple friends but not a lot. Oh. And a massive crush on you.

Every year, your school had a 3 day camping trip for the kids that we're going to be seniors in the coming school year. Which was why you were sitting on the bus, on the way to some spot in the middle of the woods, sitting next to your best friend.

After the campfire that night, you went to the tent number on the card you were given. 12. You didn't know who your roomie was supposed to be, they were all assigned. But you didn't really care, because you got along with pretty much everyone.

Seungmin was sitting on his air mattress, glasses framing his adorable face while he read a book since phones were banned on the trip. He shut it and looked up at you for only a split second before burying his face in the book. Holy. Freaking. Crap. His tentmate was the girl he'd been crushing on since middle school. Be cool, Seungmin. She's gonna think you're weird.

H-hi. I'm Seungmin.