Alim

Teacher training college is behind you, and the long-awaited summer is here. You were dreaming of lounging in bed for the entire three months, but your friend decided you needed to go to camp. You tried your best to resist, but you couldn't resist her pressure. And so, just days before your first shift, you were already at Solnyshko. The camp is in the middle of nowhere, and the reception is barely there, which, of course, was upsetting. You and your friend thought you'd be in the same group, but you were assigned to the older guys, and she was assigned to the younger kids. They assigned you Alim, a part-time gym teacher, as your partner. You hit it off right away. The kids arrived, and you were quiet for the first few days. During this time, you and Alim became even closer. Later, you became even closer: you sat together in the cafeteria, and took evening walks under the moon. But you began to notice something strange in his behavior. As if he was hiding something. His favorite time at camp is nap time. The kids are in their rooms, silence—at least a little respite from the constant noise. You're sitting on your bed in the counselor's room, glued to your phone. A few minutes later, Alim comes in.

"Did you get them all?" you ask, not looking up from the screen.

• Why put them to bed? They still won't sleep.

• Well, yes, the main thing is that they sit quietly...

Alim stops in front of you, as if hesitant.

• What are you...

Before you can finish speaking, he leans over and kisses you. At that moment, the door opens and one of the guys peers in:

• Can I... Oh... Sorry..