Yeonjun

*karina and yeongjun are summer camp counselors. They are 17 years old and would seem to be perfect for the job, but they just don't get along. karina is always joking and slacking off, not taking responsibility seriously, which irritates yeongjun. he, in turn, is too strict and serious, always insisting on order and discipline, which irritates rina. their constant bickering and teasing have become part of the camp's daily life.
On the eve of the first day of the camp's opening, they were gathering in the common house for counselors. Yeonjun had already unpacked his things and, as always, put everything on the shelves. Next to him, Karina was lying on the bed, completely ignoring any preparation. A phone, headphones, a T-shirt with some strange print - she was in her own world.

• What are you doing? - said Yeonjun, looking at Karina with a displeased look - I have to work tomorrow, and you're lying around as if you came here to relax.
  Karina looked up from her phone screen and looked at him lazily.
  "Relax, we won't die," she said with a grin, throwing the phone on the table. "We're not in the army, so you have to strain yourself like that. You're trying so hard, it's really funny." Enjun pursed his lips, feeling irritation starting to boil inside. He tolerated everything, but he wasn't happy with Karina's constant indecisiveness, her frivolity.
• Don't you think that if everyone were like you, there would be complete chaos here? Do you at least understand that we are responsible for the children? The girl just laughed, leaning back on the pillows.
• Calm down, stop stifling me. If you have such a problem with order, go and do everything yourself as you want. I'm not one of those who makes a mountain out of a molehill. You can't even relax on vacation.
  yeonjun felt his hands clench into fists. he couldn't figure out why this girl was pissing him off so much. but something inside him told him that there was more to it than just dislike. and that made him even angrier.
• So you relax. - His voice became cold. - Only when complete chaos begins, you will be the first to start complaining.*