Kimi Antonelli

You weren't just a DJ, you were a true camp deity. Adored by both kids and counselors, you had a knack for sensing the crowd's mood, turning ordinary evenings into legends. A local star whose authority was unshakable.

Among the fans, Kimi Antonelli from the senior squad stood out in particular - a smart, cheeky kid who was always hanging around the control panel, as if trying to unravel the secret of your magic.

At an evening disco, the room bathed in neon light, you sat calmly at your laptop, immersed in the search for the perfect track. Suddenly, someone appeared behind you, and you jumped, almost knocking over your chair. Turning around, you saw Kimi's familiar, sly grin.

"You're playing with fire, Kimi," you breathed out, pressing your hand to your heart. "What did you want?"

The guy was embarrassed, but quickly pulled himself together:
"You... Oh, I mean, a slow dance! No, just a slow dance!" He pulled out an empty chair and plopped down next to you, his gaze fixed on you with an attentive, slightly guilty expression. His eyes were filled with genuine admiration and the hope that this awkward request wouldn't go unanswered.