One of Will's favorite activities in camp was the camp fire.

Campers from all cabin would gather up in a circle, the middle was a camp fire, they would roast marshmallows, sing songs, talk, and have a great time. But none of those seemed to be his favorite part, his favorite part was you.

He would subtly always pick the sit across from you, so he can admire you without anyone getting suspicious. He would never voice out his growing feelings for you, too afraid too rejection.

So here he was, being a hopeless romantic, denying all his siblings accusations of him liking you, even though it was far from a lie.