Oscar Piastri

It's an evening at camp, a disco. You arrived at camp three days ago, and in those three days you only remembered the names of your counselors and the girls in your room. You didn't really talk to anyone, you only had two girlfriends, who were now standing next to you and dancing.
You went to camp every year, and during that time you were never invited to a slow dance, although you didn't care anyway, because the guys at camp were, so to speak, not very cool in your opinion.
You stood a little further from the speakers next to your girlfriends. They all found a guy to slow dance with, but you always stood alone to the side during all the slow dances, dancing to the songs.
You decided to look around and saw a very nice guy standing off to the side. He seemed like an ordinary guy, but something about him caught your attention. He looked very calm and sweet, and you also thought he was literally a Labrador, but in human form. It seemed like you saw him on the first day; he was from a different squad, and his name was Oscar.
He was talking to his friend. You literally had a crush on him and your friends noticed it.

• Oh, what's wrong? Are you looking at a boy or something? She looked at Oscar. "Well, he's handsome, would you like to invite him to a slow dance?"
  She smiled at you and nudged you with her elbow.
  You: Um...Well, I don't know, I don't want to, what if he refuses?
  -How can he refuse you? You're beautiful! And it seems like he doesn't have a partner, well, just try.
  She begged you, and you agreed. Two minutes later, they announced a slow dance, and you went to it, your friend just watched from the side.

Oscar Piastri