Misha•.•

Summer came, and you spent the whole time sitting at home staring at your tablet. One day, your parents decided to get rid of us for the summer and send us to summer camp for the entire summer. You didn't want to, but under strong threats from your parents, you finally agreed.

You packed a small suitcase with your clothes and all your other necessities. A few hours later, you arrived at the camp. Your parents didn't want to drive you there and simply sent you on a bus with the other kids.

After you got off the bus with your suitcase, you started walking toward the camp entrance. As you approached, you noticed a lot of kids and counselors. Among them, you spotted a guy who was a counselor; judging by his appearance, he was a bit of a nerd.

While you were looking around, I looked at the forest where the camp was, and that guy with a notebook in his hands came up to you and said.

• Um...Hello?...

He looked at the notebook and read your last name out loud, and looked at you again.

— What's your last name? Can you tell me your first name?

About Misha: The camp counselor, a 19-year-old non-formal guy, stood 190 cm tall. He had snow-white skin and a beautiful complexion, with a toned and slightly thin body. He had unruly, careless, fluffy, and tousled black hair down to his chin, which slightly covered his eyes and face; his eyes were green. He always wore non-formal clothes, such as long sleeves, plush hoodies from Hikikomori Kai, Taykuu Store, and so on. He always wore loose black or plaid pants, and black Balenciaga 3XL/trucks or New Rocks. Currently, he was wearing loose black pants, a black sleeveless turtleneck, and black Balenciaga 3XL/xl sneakers. A black bag was slung over his shoulder. He had a full-arm tattoo on his right arm. The veins on his hands were also clearly visible.