Your muscles felt like they were on fire and your lungs too, as you gasped for breath. You had collapsed on the ground when the Coach had called out for a rest before breakfast. That means it must be after seven o’clock… I thought we did this for at least four hours!

Your forehead was wet with sweat and your clothes stuck to your body. Your ponytail had fallen out somewhere during the 'warm-up jog'.

Your head hurt and your limbs shuddered with exhaustion. I closed your eyes, trying to hold back the tears of frustration that had been trying to appear for the last two hours. You pulled your knees up and buried your face into your arms, thankful that it was over.

Suddenly you could feel someone poking your arms. Himchan. That… that bastard.

“You know, you should really eat and exercise more!” he grinned evilly “But then, if we ever need an extra broomstick we can always used one of your limbs!”

You glared at him through your blurry vision and turned away, wishing he could just leave you alone for once. Can’t he see that I’m dying and wish to die in peace?

“You okay?” His voice was suddenly not as confident.

“Fine!” you spat out between clenched teeth.

“Whatever.” He mumbled and walked away towards the Cafeteria.

Almost everyone was walking back now. Others, like you, were lying on the ground trying to recover.

The sun had risen finally. At first it was grey and slowly it had gotten lighter. You had been attempting to do jumping jacks when the first light had peaked over the mountaintops and right into your eyes. You felt as though you had been blinded at first, but then you had made your way behind a particularly large guy to shield you.

Your stomach grumbled and you clutched at it, wishing to avoid the supposable-food they served. You knew it was no use if you wanted enough energy to get throughout the day.

You decided to walk back to the cabin first and change out of your sweaty clothes.

Your legs wobbled as you stood up, but they didn’t give away. Slowly you made your way back to your new home, gasping in relief as you reached the door.

Opening the door you saw two of your roomates, Daehyun and Zelo, startle. Zelo was reading a piece of paper on the wall while Daehyun sat on the floor eating ramyun. Wait what? EATING RAMYUN?!

“Where did you get that?” you tried to hold yourself back from drooling at the smell.

The two of them merely blinked and stared at you in shock.

“C-could I have some too?” you automatically clutched your hands together as a plea.

Daehyun stuttered as he spoke “W-what are you doing h-here? Now?”

You shrugged in reply and watched the two boys glanced at each other, raising and lowering their eyebrows as though they were holding a proper conversation.

Suddenly Daehyun broke out into a smile “Of course you can!” but as you scooted forward he held up a hand “Wait! But first there are a few… requirements.”

You frowned and crossed your arms, not liking the idea. Your stomach cramped and you gave in, “Fine! What do I have to do?”

This time Zelo spoke as he walked towards you slowly “Only a few… simple things. First of all, you have to keep all the equipment and the packets of raymun in the drawers beneath your bed.”

“But they’re broken! My bed collapsed onto them!” You cried out indignantly.

“It’s none of our concern if you want to starve or give in to eating the filth they serve!” Zelo bent down to meet you at eye level. You took a few steps back since he was too close to your face. His large eyes seemed to penetrate into your soul.

“F-fine… I’ll fit it in somehow!”

Daehyun continued as he stirred the noodles “Also, you have to keep this a secret. We can’t let it leak out that we’re cooking our own food or it’ll be taken away. Okay?”

You nodded, not taking your eyes off the food. The boys looked back at one another and Daehyun nodded in approval. Eagerly you sat down in front of the mini-electric stove and the pot of noodles. Even though they were just cheap, 3-minute raymun, you couldn’t help but look forward to eating.

There were only two bowls, one for each of the two boys, Daehyun offered you his own, while he would use the lid of the pot. They had brought a packet of ten chopsticks with various colours. You wanted to have the blue ones, but they gave you the pink pair instead.

“Pink is for girls!” Zelo grinned.

“And what is your hair trying to announce to the world?” you shot back, glaring at his dyed hair.

Zelo immediately pouted and muttered an apology while Daehyun merely laughed softly. The next ten minutes was silent, except for the slurping of three hungry teens and the clinking of chopsticks against a bowl or lid.

'Food, food, food. Yum, yum yummity yum.' you sang in your head as you felt your stomach stop hurting.

When you had finished your second bowl you looked wishfully at the empty pot. They had cooked two more packets while you had eaten your first bowl, so there would be a second serving. But now they had turned off the stove.

“Still hungry?” Daehyun asked.

You nodded sadly and got up, “Wait! Where are we going to wash this stuff?”

“There’s the bathroo-“ Zelo’s voice died off as both you and Daehyun glared at him for suggesting such a thing, “Or there’s a tap at the back of the building…” he muttered.

Outside, you watched as Daehyun briskly washed the dirty dishes and you dried them with a spare towel. Zelo took them inside a couple at a time. No one spoke and you adverted your gaze to only fall onto your task.

“That the last one!” Daehyun smiled at you as he handed you the saucepan lid. You stared at the lid very intensely, aware that Daehyun had still not taken his eyes off you.

Suddenly Zelo appeared “Hey! The others are on their way back! Quick inside!!”

You raced back and almost tripped on the dishes and the stove on the floor. You turned to yell at them to put them away when you remembered that it was your job. That's right... I have to hide his stuff or there'll be no more food! Or raymun that is... Ugh! How to do this?

Frantically you scurried to your broken bed, pulling out a drawer with a screech. You placed everything in as fast as you dared, but realized that the remaining packets of raymun would not fit. Dammit! You glanced towards the door where the sound of chatter was drawing closer.

Panicking you threw the packets under the mess of blankets, hoping that you would be able to hide them properly later. No one will touch my bed, thankfully.

“What’s this?” Himchan’s voice entered the cabin first. Behind him came Yongguk and Jongup, who were still chuckling at a joke. Youngjae came in quietly behind them, his eyes brushed over the room, stopping at the sight of you on the floor. You held his gaze for a few seconds before looking away, feeling slightly creeped out at the intensity of his stare.

Himchan, however, had seen something else. It was the piece of paper on the wall that Zelo was reading earlier. You suddenly realized that you hadn’t noticed that it wasn’t there the days before.

Suddenly Himchan groaned and Yongguk, who was reading over his head, dropped his jaw. Curious you shuffled over, half shy to go too close.

“A LIST OF CHORES?!” Jongup wailed.

“H-Huh?” you blinked blankly for a moment, then rushed up to the paper, pushing Himchan aside in the process. On the sheet was a list of chores for the cabin’s occupants, including you. Oh no… I thought it couldn’t get any worse!! What kind of karma is this? How do I derserve this??

It was a list of various things set for them to do, with times and the week number. Also it would say whether one had to do it alone, or with another.

You scanned quickly through the list. Kitchen duties, tidying the cabin, office duties, washing clothes, campgrounds duties, volunteer duties, duties and even more duties! The list went on. And then you saw something: your name was there more times than anyone else’s!!!

WHAT?! Why am I on there the most? Okay… this is going too far! That Commander-guy is going to have a lil’ ol’ visit from me later.

“I think there’s been a mistake…” you muttered, your eyes squinting in hatred at the list.

“You got that right!” Jongup whined, and he shoved his finger into the paper “I don’t want to clean up before school!”

You froze and mentally slapped yourself. You had forgotten that in another hour you would leave for your first day of the actual school. There would be other, non-boarding, non-suffering kids attending, since the camp was “just an option”. There would be other girls! Not only pig-headed boys!

“Ooh~ you guys are going to have to clean the bathroom!” Daehyun laughed and poked you in the back.

Ignoring him, you raised an eyebrow and scanned the top of the list. Yup. There was your name, Jongup and Yongguk. All set to clean a tiny bathroom, which was the gateway to suffering and poisoning by fumes.

Though you had slept across from the door, the fumes had even reached your nose during the night! Someone had to clean it. Just not you.

“I’ll pass.” You laughed weakly and took a step back… right into Himchan’s chest.

“Oh no! You’re not getting away that easily!” he smirked evilly at you and began shoving you and Jongup towards the bathroom door. Yongguk followed behind, quietly accepting his fate.

It wasn’t until you were halfway across the room, with the door advancing, that you began to panic. You tried to wriggle out of Himchan’s strong grip on your wrist, but suddenly Daehyun was on your other side, laughing cruelly, as all boys do when they want to see someone suffering. T-this isn't funny!

Zelo was on the other side of the thrashing Jongup, holding him steady. When you had reached the door your nose began to sting from the smell leaking from the other-side.

You fiercely shook the other’s from touching you “Okay, okay we’ll do it! Just let go!”

They didn't let go. You kicked into Himchan’s shin, at which his mouth dropped open and he silently crumbled to the ground in pain. Daehyun and Zelo jumped back before you or Jongup hurt them as well.

“Ladies first?” Jongup joked weakly.

You smiled at him sarcastically “Why! What a gentleman we have here!”

“Okay that’s enough.” Yongguk appeared behind you two “Let’s get it over and done with, no more over-reacting from either of you!” and with that he opened the door and shoved you inside.

You gagged for fresh air, hearing the coughing of the other two. Someone in the cabin yelled “Close the door!”

Jongup yelled back that they needed to drain the bad air out.

Yongguk was the first to move, standing up and opening a small window in the corner as far as it could go. You managed to stand up and click a button for the ventilator-fan to start. Within moments the room smelt less repulsive. Preparing for next tasks, you put your hair up in a pony tail once more.

Jongup was still on the ground, crawling to the toilet, from which he promptly flushed. His pale face broke into a smile “That’s a good start.”

Yongguk smiled and you realized you had never seen him smile before. His perfect set of teeth gleamed in the dim light. You couldn’t help but smile back. You had to admit… he was good looking.

Being the good and fair leader he was he assigned you to clean up the mess of bottles, containers and soap-bars in the shower, as well as gathering the wet, stinking towels. Jongup was in charge of gathering the dirty clothes, including the scattered underwear that you carefully avoided your gaze and your steps from.

Yongguk opened the small cupboard that hung over the sink (the font was a mirror) and pulled out various spray-bottles, gloves, and cleaning clothes. He handed them out and then deftly got to work. You and Jongup followed him. Suddenly it didn’t seem that bad. The toilet flushed and clean air coming through the window made you even more determined to do your duty well!

You sorted through the bottles, which were all mostly full, and picked a two pairs of conditioner and shampoo for everyone to share. You chose the strawberry-scented body wash unconsciously.

You gave a small smile to yourself as you started on the towels. It wasn’t as bad as you thought. In fact… it feels like I’m doing something right for once!

- - - -

You, Yongguk and Jongup stood proudly next to each other, gazing over your hard work. The bathroom was so clean it was almost unrecognizable. Everywhere it was sparkly clean and neat. It smelt of cleaning chemicals, which was a good deal better than before, although your nose still stung at the odor.

“We. Are… THE BEST!” Jongup whooped and held up both hands for a high-ten. Yongguk chuckled and gave him one. You couldn’t help but smile as you also high-ten’ed them in celebration.  

Now I can rest and perhaps sleep for the rest of the day!

“Crap!” Yongguk mutter, looking at his phone “We have to be at school in fifteen minutes!”

There goes my day of rest and relaxation… what are you thinking! This is a torture camp!

You three ran out of the clean bathroom, only to be greeted with an equally clean cabin. All the bed’s had been made, the mess picked from the floor and there were piles of clothes at the ends of three of the beds. School clothes.

You gasped as you saw your bed. It had been made… but also fixed! You cocked your head, confused. Who would do this for me?  you wondered as you gathered your clothes, heading back to the bathroom to change.

Those thoughts disappeared as you regarded your new uniform and how your first day at this school would be like.