CHAPTER 4

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The door suddenly pulled open, as I raised my hand to knock. A short boy with light brown, slightly spiked hair stood in the door frame. It was the boy that had apologized to me earlier.

“Oh hello! You must be my cabin-mate this year. Come in! There’s no need to knock. My name is Kim Minseok. It’s my third year here at camp.” He shuffled over to the end of a bed and started ruffling through a bag.

“I-I’m Kim Jisoo. It’s my first year. Sandeul, at the welcome table, said that it’s just going to be the two of us sharing the cabin,” I said, trying not to be awkward.

“Yeah, Chanyeol was supposed to be here, but he’s traveling abroad with his family instead. He had to cancel,” he told me.

It didn’t really make much difference to me. It was just one less person I’d need to deal with.

“You can choose either of those beds. And if you want to keep your cellphone, I suggest that you hide it well. Not that we get much service out here, but sometimes they come in handy. Staff will check for electronics. You can count on that.”

Minseok pulled open the drawer of his nightstand and took out a book. He flipped it open to reveal that it had been hollowed out. His phone fit snuggly between the pages. 

“My mom confiscated my phone before I got on the bus. She didn’t want me calling her,” I said slightly embarrassed. I sounded like a little kid, admitting to that.

Minseok gave me a strange look. “Ah, are you a “mom’s boy” or just really nervous about being here?”

I know I should have felt slightly insulted, but I found myself letting out an awkward laugh. If only he understood the situation that I was in.

“Actually I was kind of forced here against my will. She didn’t want me calling her nonstop, asking for her to come get me.”

“So wait, you don’t know anything about the camp then?” Minseok asked with surprise.

“Nope. Mom talked to the mom a friend who has been here and signed me up. She said I needed to reinvent myself, meet new friends, yada, yada,” I said with an eye roll. “You wouldn’t happen to know if I can get Netflix around here anywhere do ya?”

He laughed. Why did everyone keep laughing when I was being totally serious? “Jisoo, you’re at camp. There’s one TV in the commons. It’s got a total of twenty channels. They’re all local stations.”

“Just point me in the direction of the lake. I’m ready to drown,” I muttered under my breath.

I knew my roommate heard me based on the light laugh that left his mouth. At least he seemed nice. He didn’t seem as clingy as Gongchan, which I was very thankful for. If I was