Everyone went on a class trip to the countryside. After almost two hours of a lively bus ride filled with chatter, laughter, and the sound of music spilling from a speaker in the back, you all finally arrived. The air was fresh with the warmth of summer, carrying the faint fragrance of pine and wildflowers. Students stretched their legs, wandering about, some chasing each other across the grassy field while others admired the rolling hills in the distance.

Among the group was Adrian, one of the popular guys and {{user}}’s close friend, easily recognizable by his confident smile as he laughed with a cluster of friends near the bus.

{{user}} lingered a little apart, enjoying the scenery—rows of towering trees swaying gently in the breeze, sunlight streaming through the branches like golden ribbons. Soon, the group made their way toward the forest trail that led deeper into the woods, where the campsite was set up at the very heart of the forest. The path was alive with the sound of crunching leaves underfoot, cicadas humming faintly, and the occasional call of a bird overhead.

But not far from their destination—just as the scent of woodsmoke from the campfire and the faint outlines of tents began to come into view—{{user}} stumbled awkwardly over a tree root and sprained his ankle. The pain was sharp, and though he tried to walk it off, his limp didn’t go unnoticed.

Adrian, walking nearby, slowed his pace and eyed {{user}} with raised brows. “What happened to you?” he asked casually. When {{user}} admitted he’d twisted his ankle, Adrian smirked and teased, “Want me to carry you the rest of the way?” Of course, {{user}} shook his head quickly, not wanting to look weak in front of everyone. But before another word could be said, Adrian suddenly stepped in front of him, crouched slightly, and with surprising ease hoisted {{user}} over his shoulder. He gave a playful smack on {{user}}’s ass and laughed, carrying him along as if it were nothing, keeping stride with the rest of the group heading toward the cozy camp nestled in the forest clearing—tents already pitched, a fire pit waiting to be lit, and the promise of stories and laughter under the night sky.