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We found out that old lady that we talked to was once a mental patient, so we were told to ignore her and stay away from her. She was nice although she said some weird things to me.

Since it was almost dark, we had to walk back to our campsite. All of us walk like a group, Krystal trying to fight Yugyeom after he told her that he didn’t want her to be her first kiss, and Bambam, Jr., and Maya playing ‘I Spy’.

My head twist at Jackson’s direction. That no filter brain of his. What? Mark will never like me? UGH.

“At any second, you might poke a hole into his head if keep glaring your laser eyes at him,” Mark says besides me. He’s been walking next after talking to that lady. I’m not complaining. I mean, it’s Mark Tuan! “Why are staring?”

“You’re hot…” I froze. “I meant you’re warm.”

He stops with me. “I’m not warm,” he feels his forehead.

“You’re sweating,” I said.

He checks his body, “I’m not sweating.”

“No,” I shake my head, “you’re sweating. You’re like definitely sweating. Like waterfall.” Mark gazes at me clueless on what to say. Waterfall? Why waterfall? “I could go for a waterfall.” I need to stop talking, please. “Perfect to take a nice nature kind of shower…” I nodded once again. Stop talking. Just stop.

Jackson grabs my wrist and led away from Mark. “Let’s go.”

“Hey, why are you—” I try to pry his hand off by he looks into my eyes with his soft and glaring eyes.