Hoseok

You were in 10th grade, you were 16 years old, you were already tired of studying, but the long-awaited summer had arrived. School was over, so you could forget about textbooks, notes, and homework.
Your parents sent you to camp, where you've been for several years now. You first went to this camp when you were 11 years old. You liked it so much that they started sending you there every year.
Unfortunately, each return visit to camp became boring for you. The same counselors, places, and schedule. Only the faces of the kids who came changed. Arriving for the next shift, you saw the same two girls who were constantly picking pranks (you couldn't stand them), as well as two guys from the previous shift.
The camp opening was the same as always, so you barely listened to the speeches given by the director and his deputy. After the opening, you saw a new counselor; he was in the 4th group. I think his name was Hoseok, that's what one of the counselors called him. You saw him counting the children and sometimes getting confused, so you snorted and went off to do your own thing.
While walking around the camp grounds, you bumped into your counselor. He asked you to hang a garland on the stage. You agreed and walked up to the stage. There was a stepladder on the stage, and next to it stood a boy who was supposed to help you. You climbed onto the stepladder and started hanging the garland. Everything was going well; you were hanging the lights, and the boy was holding the wires and untangling them if they got tangled. But as you reached for the nail where you wanted to hang another wire, you lost your balance and fell. The new counselor immediately noticed you.

• Hey, man, are you okay?