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The production meeting was held in one of CLOVER's private conference rooms.
Jay sat at the head of the table, with Martin, Yunjin, Colet, Ella, and Y/N spread around him. Their manager sat across from them alongside the production team.
Daniela arrived a few minutes later with Stacey.
"Sorry," Stacey said as they entered. "Traffic."
Daniela offered a polite smile. "Hi."
"Hey," Jay greeted her.
The exchange was brief.
Professional. Exactly as promised. Y/N only nodded.
Stacey took the seat beside Daniela, placing her tablet on the table.
The director opened the meeting.
"Thank you all for coming. As you know, we're here to finalize the plans for CLOVER's upcoming music video for Do I Wanna Know?"
Y/N leaned back slightly. The song had always been hers. She had written it. Built the entire track around a feeling she had never been able to explain properly.
And now...
Daniela was sitting across from her.
The production team began laying out the concept.
"The video will be narrative-driven," one of them explained. "The focus will be on the relationship between the two central characters."
Y/N's expression remained unreadable. Daniela listened carefully.
"The story will follow the tension between them. The history. The things left unsaid."
Stacey glanced briefly at Daniela.
The production lead continued. "Which brings us to the casting."
The screen behind them changed.
Two names appeared.
Y/N SINCLAIR
DANIELA AVANZINI
The room went quiet for half a second.
"They will be the leads of the music video."
Y/N looked at the screen. Then at Daniela. Daniela did the same.
"They'll be playing the central characters," the director explained. "The entire narrative revolves around their relationship."
Martin slowly looked toward Y/N. Yunjin did the same. Colet's eyes flickered between them. Ella remained quiet. Jay, however, simply sat back in his chair.
The decision had already been made.
Daniela's fingers rested against the table. "Just to clarify," she said calmly, "we're both the leads?"
"Yes."
"And the entire video is built around our characters?"
"Correct."
Y/N finally spoke. "How much creative input do we have?"
The director smiled. "Quite a lot. Especially you."
Y/N raised an eyebrow. "Because I wrote the song?"
"You understand it better than anyone." the production lead said.
Y/N nodded. That was fair.
Daniela glanced at the documents in front of her. "And what exactly do you need from us today?"
"Your approval of the final concept, your availability, and your commitment to the project."
Stacey began taking notes.
Y/N looked toward Jay. Jay gave her a subtle nod.
Professional. Work first.
Y/N turned back toward the production team. "Fine."
Daniela looked at her. Y/N didn't look back.
"I accepted this project to work." Her tone was calm. "So that's what I'll do."
Daniela held her gaze for a moment. Then nodded. "Same."
The director smiled. "Excellent." He looked around the room. "Then we have our leads."
Outside the conference room, the world knew nothing yet.
The past had just been cast as the main storyline of a song Y/N had written a year ago.
And neither of them had any idea how difficult it would be to pretend the story was only fiction.
The annual Sunday Gala was never just another red carpet.
It was the event.
Actors, musicians, athletes, models, designers, influencers—if your name meant something in the entertainment industry, chances were you were invited.
Tonight was no different.
Flashes erupted the moment another limousine pulled up.
"Cameras on your left!"
"Over here!"
"Daniela!"
The car door opened.
Daniela Avanzini stepped out first in a white gown that shimmered beneath the lights, every movement graceful enough to make photographers fight for a better angle.
Moments later—
Jonah David followed.
Dressed in a full black outfit.
He walked over, naturally placing a hand against Daniela's back as they posed together.
The cameras went wild.
"One more!"
"Daniela!"
"Jonah!"
"Look here!"
Daniela smiled politely.
2 years in the spotlight had taught her exactly how to pose without thinking.
Jonah leaned closer just enough for the cameras to catch it.
"They're eating this up," he muttered beneath his breath.
Daniela kept smiling. "I noticed."
"You nervous?"
"No."
"You look tense."
"I'm wearing six-inch heels."
"Fair." He laughed.
The photographers continued shouting directions.
"Hand in hand!"
"Look at each other!"
Jonah offered his hand. Daniela accepted it.
Another sea of camera flashes followed.
From a distance, they looked like the industry's golden couple up close.
They looked like two professionals who had memorized every angle.
After another minute, the host welcomed them inside.
The noise of the carpet faded almost instantly.
Jonah looked at her. "I'll go say hi to a few people."
Daniela nodded. "Okay."
"You'll be alright?"
"I've attended these alone before."
"Right. I'll find you later."
With that, Jonah disappeared into the crowd.
Daniela exhaled quietly.
Finally. Peace.
"Daniela?"
She turned. "Yeonjun."
"You survived the carpet."
"Barely."
He laughed before handing her a glass of champagne. "I saw Jonah."
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Jay sat at the head of the table while Martin, Colet, Ella, and Yunjin skimmed through the proposal packets their manager had handed out. The only empty chair belonged to Y/N.
"Where's Y/N?" the manager asked.
Jay checked his phone. "A personal errand. She said she'd join if she finished early."
The manager nodded before clearing her throat. "We'll begin."
A click of the remote illuminated the screen.
A title appeared.
PROJECT: DO I WANNA KNOW?— MUSIC VIDEO
WRITTEN BY: Y/N SINCLAIR
Martin leaned back. "So, what's so urgent?"
"The production team has finalized the concept."
Another slide. A silhouette.
"The director believes this role requires someone with a strong public presence."
Ella tilted her head. "Okay."
"And after weeks of discussions..."
The next slide appeared.
A familiar face. Daniela Avanzini.
Colet was the first to speak. "I wasn't expecting that."
"The director specifically requested her," the manager continued. "Her image, background, and current popularity fit the concept perfectly."
Martin exchanged a glance with Ella. "I mean. It makes sense."
"She's one of the biggest dancers in the industry," Ella added.
Yunjin, however, hadn't taken her eyes off the screen. "Shouldn't we tell Y/N first?"
Everyone looked at her.
"We don't know how she'll react."
Another silence settled over the room.
Jay sighed quietly. "I know." His fingers tapped against the table. "But this is urgent. The production schedule is tight, contracts need to be sent today, and the director wants confirmation before the end of the week."
He looked around the room. "This isn't about personal feelings. It's work. The decision has already been made."
Colet nodded slowly. "We have to be professional."
Jay agreed. "Exactly."
"We're not asking for permission." The manager said. "We're informing the group. If Daniela accepts, filming begins after three weeks."
Martin rubbed the back of his neck. "This is going to be all over the internet."
"It will," the manager admitted. "And that's part of the strategy."
"Two internationally recognized artists. One music video. The exposure alone will be massive."
Ella let out a quiet whistle. "Pop Base is going to lose its mind."
No one disagreed.
The only problem is that the one person whose opinion mattered most...
Still had no idea what waited for her once she walked through the door.
The conference room door swung open.
"Sorry."
Y/N slipped her phone into her pocket as she walked in, offering the room an apologetic smile.
"Errand ran longer than I expected"
She dropped into the empty chair beside Colet. "What'd I miss?"
No one answered immediately.
Y/N frowned. "Why's everyone looking at me like that?"
Martin awkwardly cleared his throat. "Nothing."
"It doesn't sound like nothing."
Jay slid the proposal across the table. "We've finalized the concept for the music video."
Y/N nodded, flipping through the pages. "Cool."
Her eyes skimmed over costume sketches.
Storyboards. Shooting locations.
Then...
The casting page.
She stopped.
The room remained silent.
"Daniela Avanzini?"
Her voice was calm. Too calm.
"The director requested her," the manager explained. "We believe she's the best fit for the role."
Y/N looked up. "And?"
"And we've agreed."
Another pause.
"When?"
"This morning."
She blinked. "So everyone already knew."
No one said anything.
Yunjin finally spoke. "I wanted to wait until you got here."
Y/N looked at her before glancing around the table. "You knew?"
Martin nodded.
"So did you?"
Colet quietly answered, "Yeah."
Ella reached for her water. "I found out a few minutes before you walked in."
Y/N leaned back in her chair, letting out a slow breath. "Wow."
Jay met her gaze. "I know this isn't ideal."
"No. It isn't."
"But we have deadlines. The production team needs an answer today."
Y/N stayed quiet.
Jay continued. "We're asking you to separate work from your personal history."
A small laugh escaped Y/N. "Personal history." She repeated it like it was almost funny.
"You make it sound simple."
"I know it isn't. But this affects everyone."
The manager gently slid another folder toward her.
"The concept has already been designed with Daniela in mind. If she declines, the entire production changes."
Y/N stared at the folder for several long seconds. Then closed it.
"Does she know?"
"Not yet. The offer goes out after this meeting."
Y/N looked down at the table.
Her thumb absentmindedly tapped against the edge of the proposal.
Once. Twice. Three times.
Ella watched her carefully. "You okay?"
Y/N smiled. A practiced one.
"I've worked with people I don't like before. This won't be any different."
Jay knew that smile. He'd seen it before.
The one Y/N wore whenever she was trying a little too hard to convince herself.
"So?" The manager asked carefully.
Y/N looked up. "We're professionals." She exhaled. "If Avanzini accepts, then we'll make the best music video we can."
The room noticeably relaxed.
"Great," the manager smiled. "I'll have the offer sent immediately."
As everyone began gathering their papers, Y/N remained seated.
Eyes fixed on the casting page.
Daniela Avanzini.
The universe always found a way to put her back in Y/N's story.
Daniela was halfway through reviewing choreography notes when Stacey stepped into her office, tablet in hand.
"You still have three pending partnership offers," her secretary said, moving to stand beside the desk. "One from a luxury sportswear brand, one from a fragrance company, and another from-"
Daniela hummed distractedly, barely looking up.
"Send the sportswear one to legal. Pass on the fragrance."
Stacey nodded and continued scrolling.
"The last one is a music video proposal."
That made Daniela glance up for a second. "Who's the artist?"
"The production is under-" Stacey checked the file. "-CLOVER."
The name landed before the rest of the sentence could.
Daniela's hand paused over the papers. "What?"
Stacey looked up from the tablet.
"CLOVER. Their management is requesting your participation in an upcoming music video."
For a moment, Daniela heard nothing else.
Not the budget. Not the filming schedule. Not the director's notes.
Just one word.
CLOVER.
And with it came a face she hadn't allowed herself to think about all evening.
Stacey finally noticed the silence. "Ms. Avanzini?"
She blinked. "Sorry. What did you say?"
"I was asking if you'd like me to decline it. The schedule is tight, and we already have the KATSEYE expansion next week."
Daniela leaned back in her chair. "Who specifically sent the offer?"
"CLOVER's management team and their Director requested it."
Not Y/N. Not directly.
Professional. Clean. Distant.
Stacey waited patiently.
"It's a strong opportunity," she added carefully. "The exposure would be significant, especially with the tour announcement."
Daniela looked toward the window, Los Angeles glowing beneath the evening sky.
Stacey carefully began. "I take it you know Y/N Sinclair."
Daniela looked at her. "That's one way of putting it."
Stacey immediately sat up straighter. "Oh my god."
"No."
"What do you mean no?"
"Whatever you're thinking, stop."
"I'm your secretary."
"I know."
"So it's literally my job to think things."
Daniela groaned. Stacey grinned.
"Are we talking old friend?"
"No."
"Former situationship?"
"No."
"Secret marriage?"
"STACEY."
"I'm exploring possibilities."
Daniela buried her face in her hands. "This is why I don't tell you anything."
Stacey was trying—and failing—not to laugh.
"So." She cleared her throat. "Should I reject the offer?"
Daniela leaned back in her chair.
The easy answer would've been yes. It would've saved her the headache.
Saved her the awkwardness. Saved her from seeing Y/N again after that unexpected reunion.
But...
Professionally?
The opportunity was huge. And turning it down because of personal history felt childish.
Daniela stared out the window.
Then sighed.
"Send me the full proposal."
Stacey raised an eyebrow. "You're considering it?"
Daniela looked back at her desk. "I want to read it first."
Stacey nodded and placed the tablet down. "I'll forward everything to your email."
As the door closed behind her, Daniela remained still for several seconds.
Then, almost against her will, she opened the file.
The first page loaded.
PROJECT: DO I WANNA KNOW?
ARTIST: CLOVER
WRITTEN BY: Y/N SINCLAIR
This is going to be a long week...
author's note: FINALLY got my motivation to write again. also I'll be using 'Do I wanna know?' by Arctic Monkeys for this fic;)
synopsis ~ fresh out of college and in desperate need of a summer job, y/n finds herself at camp evergreen alongside five other counsellors. she expects homesick campers and mosquito bites. what she doesn’t expect is to find family, the best summer of her life, or falling hopelessly for her fellow counsellor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
chapter 1: the longest summer ever
chapter 2: new arrivals.
chapter 3: welcome to camp.
chapter 4: under pressure
chapter 5: evergreen eve
chapter 6: something shifts
may had always sounded so far away.
back in january, when deadlines were piling up and lectures seemed endless, y/n had counted down the weeks until summer with almost embarrassing enthusiasm. in her head, finishing exams meant freedom, sleeping in, seeing friends and not having to think about lectures or assignments for at least three months.
the first few days after finishing college had felt exactly like that. she’d slept until noon almost every day, watched three episodes of the show she’d been meaning to start since christmas, met up with friends and enjoyed not feeling guilty every time she sat down.
but eventually, reality had caught up.
because while finishing for the summer felt great, being unemployed unfortunately did not.
at first, y/n hadn’t worried too much. she’d find something. everyone got summer jobs.
except apparently everyone else had exactly the same idea. every café in town had already hired. retail stores experience she didn’t have. restaurants needed people who could commit beyond september.
and every online listing seemed to have over a hundred applicants before she’d even finished uploading her résumé.
by the end of may, job hunting had quietly become part of her daily routine.
sometimes she’d spend an hour carefully rewriting a cover letter only to never hear back. other times she’d apply somewhere and receive an automatic rejection before she’d even had time to forget she’d sent the application in the first place.
the worst part wasn’t the rejection, it was how normal everyone seemed to think it was.
“anything yet?”
“no.”
“you’ll find something.”
“i know.”
at one point, y/n was fairly sure half the student population was fighting over the same six vacancies.
and june only made things worse. now everyone was home. everyone was looking, and every day seemed to blur into the next.
most evenings ended the same way. curled up on her bed, scrolling through job sites while half-watching whatever show she was currently obsessed with.
and every now and then, she’d find herself wondering if this was really all summer was going to be. because as much as she loved being home, there was a restlessness creeping in. the strange feeling that while everyone else seemed to have plans, internships or exciting summers ahead of them, she was just…waiting.
and maybe that was why, on an otherwise ordinary tuesday night, after closing out of yet another application she’d spent forty minutes filling in, she found herself lying on her bed scrolling through tiktok.
not because she wanted to procrastinate but because she was tired.
tired of answering the question “why do you want to work here?”, tired of pretending she was passionate about customer service and very tired of feeling like summer hadn’t even started yet.
she was halfway through a video of someone debunking a pop culture moment when a new video appeared on her screen.
spend your summer somewhere you’ll actually remember. 🌲☀️
y/n’s thumb hovered over the screen.
normally, she skipped advertisements without a second thought but this one didn’t look like an advertisement.
it opened with shaky footage of a lake at sunset, golden light reflecting off the water as someone standing on the dock slowly panned the camera across the canoes lined up beside the shore.
somewhere in the background, laughter echoed, followed by a voice yelling—
“don’t jump—”
someone hit the water with a loud splash.
the video cut immediately to kids running across a field covered in bright paint, a campfire surrounded by dozens of people wrapped in blankets. everything edited to one of those songs that seemed to appear on every tiktok lately.
then there were quick cuts edited perfectly to the beat of the music; friendship bracelets covering someone’s arms, campers screaming during tug-of-war, what looked like a talent show performance and two girls collapsing into laughter so hard one nearly dropped her s’more.
then came a clip of four counsellors covered head to toe in blue paint, posing proudly in front of a cabin while children ran around behind them.
one girl stood with her arm thrown around the shoulders of the girl beside her, dark curls blowing everywhere in the wind. even covered in paint and wearing an oversized camp t-shirt, she stood out immediately. beside her stood a girl with long dark hair and a bright smile, her baseball cap backwards and streaks of blue paint somehow ending up on her cheek.
the clip lasted less than a second before moving on. another shot showed crowded picnic tables filled with friendship bracelets and tangled embroidery thread.
a girl with layered dark hair sat amongst them. she looked up at whoever was filming and laughed, brushing her hair away from her face.
then another clip, a girl with neat braids and delicate gold earrings smiled softly as she leaned into frame, holding up a polaroid picture she’d just taken.
as the music softened, the video slowed to a sunset over the lake, cabins lit by string lights and then, right at the end, a clip of the same four girls sitting together on the dock.
the girl with the dark curls was saying something animatedly, talking with her hands while the others listened, the girl beside her had her head thrown back laughing the girl with the layered hair leaned comfortably against the fourth girl, who smiled softly at whatever story was being told.
the screen faded to white.
camp evergreen 🌲
applications for summer 2026 now open.
counselor positions available.
and somehow, lying amongst rejected job applications, y/n found herself scrolling back up to watch the video again.
after replaying the promotional video twice, mostly because she was procrastinating and partly because the place genuinely looked nice, y/n clicked onto the account itself.
it wasn’t huge, few thousand followers, maybe. the sort of account followed by parents, former campers and the occasional nostalgic twenty-something who missed being thirteen.
the videos were surprisingly ordinary; weekly recaps, cabin tours, poorly edited compilations of color wars and a surprisingly serious video explaining what to pack for camp.
someone had clearly put effort into the account, but not in a way that felt forced. everything was filmed on phones, a little shaky but real.
as she scrolled, one video caught her eye.
meet your senior counsellors 🌲☀️
posted only a week ago.
the thumbnail showed the same four girls from the advertisement sitting on the dock by the lake, knees pulled up against oversized green hoodies, the sun beginning to set behind them.
curious, y/n clicked.
the first girl smiled.
dark hair fell in soft waves around her face, a few strands catching the breeze coming off the lake. even beneath an oversized camp hoodie, she looked effortlessly put together. she had warm brown eyes, soft features and a bright smile that immediately made her seem approachable, the kind of person people instinctively trusted.
sophia third summer
“hi, i’m sophia.” she smiled warmly “this is my third year at camp evergreen and my favorite thing about camp is definitely how quickly everyone becomes a family.”
clips from previous summers played over her voice. campfires, movie nights colour wars.
“every year people come in nervous and then somehow, eight weeks later, nobody wants to leave.” she laughed softly “so i think that’s probably my favorite part.”
the video transitioned to the girl sitting beside her and y/n found herself pausing for a second.
dark curls cascaded almost to her waist, framing striking features and sharp cheekbones. silver hoops peeked through the mass of curls, glimmering whenever she moved. there was something undeniably glamorous about her, even sitting cross-legged in an oversized hoodie. her eyes were expressive and almost cat-like, framed by long lashes and she smiled with her whole face.
daniela second summer
“hi guys, i’m dani” she smiled brightly “this is my second summer here.”
the clips changed to talent show rehearsals, volleyball games, kids dancing and for some reason, a clip of daniela wrapped in feather boas and oversized sunglasses while carrying a box of costumes.
“my favorite thing is definitely talent show week.” her eyes lit up immediately “i love it so much.”
“everyone gets really excited and everybody’s always helping each other and—” she stopped herself, laughing “but yeah.”
“talent show week.”
“best week.”
y/n smiled to herself as the next introduction began.
warm brown skin glowed softly in the golden evening light. thick dark hair framed her face, and layered necklaces rested above the collar of her hoodie. rings decorated nearly every finger, catching the sunlight whenever she moved her hands.
there was something artistic about her appearance, from the jewelry to the easy confidence with which she carried herself.
lara second summer
“hi, i’m lara.” she smiled into the camera “my favorite thing is probably campfires.”
“and friendship bracelets.” she laughed softly “which sounds random, but everyone leaves with, like, fifty.”
“and somehow you end up keeping them forever.” the camera caught her smiling toward whoever was filming before the video cut again.
finally, the last girl looked up.
neat braids framed her face beautifully, delicate gold jewelry catching the light with every movement. her golden-brown complexion seemed to glow in the sunset, highlighting soft features and high cheekbones.
there was something elegant about her that y/n couldn’t quite explain, she genuinely thought she might be one of the prettiest girls she’d ever seen.
manon third summer
“hi, i’m manon.” she smiled softly “this is my third summer.”
clips played over her voice of arts and crafts, sunsets by the lake and polaroids hanging from strings.
“my favorite thing?” she thought for a moment “honestly…”
a small smile appeared “everything.” she laughed quietly “but i think just making sure everybody has the best summer possible.”
the video ended with all four sitting shoulder to shoulder on the dock. and before the video faded to black, all four instinctively moved closer together, as if they had done it a hundred times before.
see you this summer! 🌲☀️
whilst laying amongst abandoned job applications and the laundry she’d been promising herself she’d put away for three days, y/n realised she’d watched the entire thing with a smile on her face.
and before she could talk herself out of it, she clicked the link in the account’s bio.
the website itself was surprisingly simple. nothing fancy. just photographs of cabins, smiling campers and information about the different programs. there was a page introducing the staff, another explaining traditions and, tucked away under a tab labeled employment, a section titled:
join our team.
y/n told herself she was just looking. she wasn’t seriously considering spending two months in the middle of nowhere.
still, she found herself reading.
room and board provided.
staff training included.
no previous camp experience necessary.
the more she read, the less ridiculous it seemed. in fact…it sounded kind of nice.
by the time she reached the application page, she was already halfway committed and before she could overthink, she applied.
truthfully, y/n expected absolutely nothing to come from it. she’d applied to so many places by then that pressing submit had become muscle memory.
she closed her laptop and forgot about it.
~~~~~
for the next week, life continued as normal. or at least as normal and as boring as summer unemployment allowed.
her days revolved around job sites, bad reality television and pretending not to panic every time her mother casually asked,
“anything yet?”
it was always nothing yet.
until four days later.
y/n had just come downstairs, still half asleep and wearing one of her old university hoodies, when her phone buzzed in her pocket.
she took it out, glanced down and froze.
camp evergreen
for a second she genuinely thought it was spam but she opened the email.
hello y/n!
thank you for your application to camp evergreen.
we’d love to invite you to a virtual interview with camp director missy and senior counsellor sophia.
please select your preferred time below.
y/n blinked and read it again and then once more, just to be certain.
“mom!”
~~~~~
the entire week leading up to the interview, she’d convinced herself they had made a mistake.
surely there were better candidates, people with camp experience or who knew how to tie knots or people who’d actually been camping before.
not her.
by the time friday afternoon arrived, she’d changed her outfit three times and googled “camp counselor interview questions” so many times she could practically answer them in her sleep.
at 2:58pm she clicked the meeting link.
the call connected.
the first person y/n saw was a woman who looked exactly how a camp director should.
missy, her dark hair was twisted into a bun balanced on top of her head and reading glasses hung from the collar of her camp sweatshirt. she sat in what looked like an office, papers scattered everywhere and a bulletin board behind her covered in photographs and handwritten schedules.
she wasn’t old, maybe late thirties. but there was something about her that made y/n sit up straighter immediately.
“hi, abbie!” missy smiled. “can you hear us okay?”
us?
y/n looked down and noticed the second screen.
sophia.
her hair was tied back and she wore a faded camp evergreen hoodie. she appeared to be in a cabin, at least that’s what y/n presumed from the wooden background.
sophia smiled brightly “hi!”
and immediately, y/n relaxed a little because she recognized her. the girl from the video.
and somehow, seeing a familiar face even if they’d technically never met made everything feel just a little less terrifying.
despite all the panic she’d put herself through, the interview itself wasn’t nearly as terrifying as y/n had expected.
well, missy was still slightly terrifying but not because she was mean. there was just something about the way she spoke that made y/n feel like she’d accidentally shown up to a meeting completely unprepared.
which, to be fair, wasn’t entirely untrue.
“so tell us about yourself, sweetheart,” missy said a bit too warmly.
y/n somehow managed to ramble for three whole minutes without actually saying anything meaningful.
sophia smiled sympathetically as missy nodded.
“and why camp?” she asked.
“honestly?” y/n admitted with a nervous laugh. “i think i just wanted to do something different.”
the rest of the interview went surprisingly smoothly. missy asked about university and if y/n had ever worked with children before.
Sophia wanted to know how she’d handle homesick campers and what her idea of a perfect summer looked like.
none of it felt like an interview, more like a conversation. and after fifteen minutes, y/n had almost stopped feeling nervous.
then, right in the middle of missy explaining staff training, her screen froze.
y/n blinked. missy’s face remained permanently stuck halfway through a sentence.
“…and that’s why we always make sure—”
missy’s image became stuck mid-sentence, one hand raised and her expression halfway between serious and concerned. sophia frowned slightly “missy?”
nothing, the loading symbol appeared “missy?”
and then, just like that, she disappeared entirely.
silence. y/n blinked and then sophia blinked.
and suddenly the interview had gone from two people asking questions to just…them.
neither spoke immediately and y/n became painfully aware of herself again. the fact she’d been twisting the string of her hoodie around her finger for the last ten minutes.
across the screen, sophia looked equally caught off guard. not uncomfortable exactly, just unsure of what to do now. after a few seconds she laughed softly, glancing towards the empty square where missy had been.
“sorry,” she smiled. “she’ll be back.”
y/n laughed nervously. “it’s okay.”
“no, this happens more often than you’d think.” sophia shook her head, still smiling to herself “i swear technology has a personal vendetta against her.”
that made y/n laugh and just like that, the tension eased slightly. sophia shifted in her seat, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. for a moment, it seemed like she was deciding whether or not to say something, then she smiled “so…”
her voice was warm, easy “are you nervous?”
y/n let out a breathy laugh “a little.” sophia nodded immediately, as though she’d expected that answer. “yeah.” she smiled reassuringly “don’t be.”
“everyone is.”
“seriously.” her eyes crinkled slightly “i don’t think i’ve ever met anybody who wasn’t.”
something about the way she said it made y/n believe her. there wasn’t any fake cheerfulness about sophia. no rehearsed “everything’s amazing” camp counselor voice. she just seemed genuinely kind.
outside sophia’s window, y/n could make out sunlight filtering through trees behind her. somewhere off-screen, a bird chirped loudly.
sophia glanced away for a second before looking back. “so…” she asked, resting her chin in her hand slightly. “how’s summer going so far?”
y/n snorted before she could stop herself. “boring. like actually painfully boring.” sophia stared and then immediately burst out laughing. “oh no.”
she covered her mouth for a second. sophia shook her head, still smiling “i’m getting déjà vu.”
“what do you mean?” y/n tilted her head a little. “the girl who interviewed before you.” sophia grinned. “her name’s megan.”
“and she said the exact same thing.”
y/n laughed. “seriously?”
“word for word.” sophia said, laughing again as she leaned back in her chair “i think everyone gets excited to finish school and then two weeks later you’re just…” she shrugged “…there.”
y/n laughed “exactly.” for a second neither spoke, not awkwardly, just comfortably. then sophia smiled again “honestly, though…”
“i think everybody ends up applying here for the same reason.” y/n looked up. “we’re all just kind of looking for something different.”
before y/n could answer, missy’s square suddenly reappeared.
“-and sunscreen is non-negotiable.”
she stopped and her eyes narrowed “why are you both smiling?”. sophia immediately looked innocent as y/n bit back a laugh.
and somehow, sitting in her messy bedroom surrounded by unfinished applications, y/n found herself relaxing. because for the first time in weeks, she wasn’t thinking about finding a job.
she was thinking about getting one.
a/n: hiiiii this is my first fic so please be nice 😭
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You and Daniela get into a fake relationship but things start to take a turn for the worst or good.
Your’e Mine
Daniela and Y/n have been childhoods for a long time , always by each other’s side no matter what. One day while their at the park a girl approaches Y/n making Daniela mad at Y/n for letting another girl talk to her, Y/n has no choice but to make it up to her.
Hidden In Plain Sight
Daniela and Y/n have been dating secretly for a while now, all the members in katseye already now exempt the outside world. Daniela has had enough of Y/n being shipped with other celebrities, so she decided to soft launch her relationship in one single instagram story.
Seven Days In Paradise
When Daniela travels to Hawaiifor a one-week family vacation, she never expects a chance collision on the beach to introduce her to Y/N, a charming local who offers to show her the island beyond the tourist spots. As the two spend unforgettable days exploring hidden beaches, riding ATVs, sharing quiet sunsets, and slowly falling for each other, they’re forced to face the reality that Daniela’s trip and their time together is coming to an end.
Home Again
After finding out Daniela has no plans for Mother’s Day, Y/N surprises her by taking her and their son, Julian, out for dinner. What starts as a simple family night quickly turns into old memories, unexpected feelings, and a second chance at the love they never really lost.
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author's note: I hope I fed you guys well before college keeps me busy next week cause I can't promise frequent updates 😭. comment down below how the first 10 chapters are🙂↕️
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