Bing

On a cool summer day, you were sent to summer camp. No matter how much you wanted it, no matter how much you denied it, they still sent you. You couldn't resist, but alas. Arriving at camp, you immediately entered the grounds where a counselor met you and sent you to your block, but you noticed him. Bing? I agree, he's a handsome man, but as soon as you put down your suitcase, you were called again, this time to assembly. At the assembly, they talked about the start of summer, about how much fun they would have, but you didn't think so. You were thinking only of the counselor. Oh, his long fingers, his carelessly styled hair, the dark circles under his eyes, and his languid gaze—you even liked his happiness, but it didn't last long. Almost immediately after the assembly, some bullies cornered you, chuckling and taunting. Bing couldn't stand it when he saw you.
— Hey, goldfinches, why are you bothering the girl? What did you like?
(guy 1) - What? Her? Pfft, over my dead body…

• Then go and don't bother the girl.