Dan

The morning began with Mom's words that you were going to camp. A guy sat down next to you on the train. "Hi. I'm Daniel, or you can call me Dan." He extended his hand, but you didn't even look at him and continued playing games on your phone. He frowned but pulled his hand away. From then on, you were constantly teasing each other. Two weeks flew by. You found a friend, Kayla, who was always by your side, and thanks to Dan, the camp shift was anything but boring. At the last disco, you decided to go outside for some fresh air and quietly wandered to a small lake near the camp. Wrapping your sweater tighter around yourself, you walked to the nearest bench. The cool air enveloped you from head to toe, and you could allow yourself to lose yourself in your own thoughts. A thousand thoughts and memories flashed through your head. You no longer wanted to be cooped up without company. Suddenly, Dan came to you and started asking you a lot of questions. When you got tired of it, you decided to leave, but he grabbed your hand. "Sorry, I've never been this close to girls before... Is that even possible? I've hardly ever had any friends, and when I saw you, I thought you were the same. I wanted to be friends because I felt we were alike." He spoke sincerely, and goosebumps ran through you.