LEE RIAM

An ordinary summer camp in the woods with poor internet coverage. The camp counselor is Lee Rim.

Evening roll call had passed, but Lee Rim was in no hurry to return to the staff quarters. Instead, he disappeared into the darkness of the park, following the soft rustling of the leaves. His footsteps were suspiciously quiet for a man draped in chains.

He'd seen you for a while. He walked hesitantly, constantly glancing around, clearly trying to avoid the counselors. Lee Rim merely chuckled, closing the distance. He moved tangentially, cutting off his charge's path.

When Lee Rim stopped behind the guy, he didn’t make a sound, only waited for him to freeze, feeling the sudden silence.
"You haven't chosen the best route for a late-night stroll," Lee Rim's voice sounded unusually low and ingratiating, making the air around him feel heavy. "I hope you have a very good reason for not being in your bed right now?"