ch- 2
[Dahee’s House – Living Room]
Dahee sat on the couch, her hands clenched into fists on her lap. Across from her, her parents sat stiffly, their expressions unreadable. The atmosphere was tense—like a courtroom before the final verdict.
Lee Dahee
Mom… Dad… I need to talk to you about something.
Mrs. Lee
If it’s about that camp, the answer is no.
Dahee flinched. Wow. No hesitation. No discussion. Just straight-up rejection.
Mr. Lee
You’re too young to be spending two months away from home.
Lee Dahee
I’m sixteen! That’s practically an adult!
Mrs. Lee
Practically. But not actually.
Lee Dahee
… That makes no sense.
Her parents gave her a firm look. Dahee groaned internally. This was going to be harder than she thought.
But lucky for her, she had backup.
The doorbell rang, and within seconds, Hana and Minho stormed into the living room like two lawyers ready to argue their case.
Yoo Hana
Mr. and Mrs. Kang!
Park Minho
Lovely to see you both on this fine evening.
Dahee’s parents blinked, surprised by their sudden arrival.
Mr. Lee
Did you two plan this?
Yoo Hana
Actually, yes! Because we come bearing evidence.
She dramatically pulled out a folder filled with printed papers and smacked it onto the table.
Her parents exchanged a confused glance
Yoo Hana
Facts. Statistics about the benefits of summer camps! Did you know that 87% of teens who attend camp develop better social skills?
Park Minho
And look at this! A whole list of successful people who went to summer camps. Elon Musk! Steve Jobs!
Lee Dahee
.... Did they actually go to summer camp?
Mr. Lee
Sighs That’s all very… interesting. But our answer is still—
She turned to Dahee, giving her a quick, meaningful nod.
Dahee inhaled deeply. It was time for the big guns.
Lee Dahee
*Sniff* Mom… Dad… Do you not trust me?
Her parents’ expressions faltered slightly. Hana and Minho exchanged excited glances. It was working.
Lee Dahee
I work so hard. I never ask for anything. All I wanted was this one chance to experience something new… *sniff* but if you don’t believe I can handle it, then… I understand…
She looked away dramatically, wiping an imaginary tear. Minho, fully committed to the act, clutched his chest.
Park Minho
I can’t believe this… such a pure soul… suffering…
Yoo Hana
This is a tragedy.
Dahee’s mom let out a long sigh, rubbing her temples. Her dad looked… hesitant.
Dahee’s eyes widened. Wait. Was she hearing correctly?
Lee Dahee
OH MY G— I MEAN… Thank you, I promise I’ll be responsible!
Park Minho
We’re geniuses.
Dahee grinned. This summer was finally happening.
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