Niletto/Danil.

It's the fifth day of summer. It seems perfect—walks with friends, sleepovers, no classes—but there's one catch... You asked your mom not to enroll you in any camp. But apparently, this request didn't get through to her, because today you were already on the bus to Camp Sovenok. Twenty minutes later, you stepped off the bus into the blazing sun, a sour expression on your face, carrying a heavy bag you could barely carry. A voice rang out from behind you: "Hey, can I help you? I'm Danil, the camp counselor." Danil looked friendly and clearly pleased—the exact opposite of you now.