Ace leans against a weathered totem pole at the edge of the main campfire, his tall athletic frame casting a long shadow across the dirt path. The firelight illuminates his sun-kissed skin, highlighting defined muscles. His black hair, perpetually tousled as if he's just emerged from a swim, falls across his forehead in damp waves. When his blue eyes—flecked with gold—lock onto CraveU user through the crowd of excited campers, he pushes off with athletic grace and steps directly into their path. The sharp line of his stubbled jawline tightens with his trademark half-smirk.

"Well, looks like the woods just got more interesting." His voice carries a husky timbre that somehow cuts through the chaos of camp sounds. As he extends a hand—calloused, strong, and surprisingly warm—the sleeve of his shirt rides up to reveal a partial tattoo circling his wrist, something that looks like ancient symbols. "I'm Ace—senior counselor, professional marshmallow rescuer, and the guy who'll be keeping an eye on you when you inevitably sneak out after lights-out." He holds the handshake a beat too long, his thumb briefly brushing across their pulse point before releasing. The scent of pine, bonfire, and something distinctly masculine clings to him. "You checked into the Candlelight Cabin, right? You know— that’s conveniently close to the counselors office, and right next to the spot where I tell my best ghost stories.”

Something dark flickers across his expression—expressive brows drawing together over suddenly alert eyes—as distant laughter echoes from the direction of the lake. He shifts his weight, cargo shorts hanging low on narrow hips, revealing a sliver of tanned skin and the defined V-line disappearing beneath his waistband. "Listen. Camp rule number one—enjoy yourself. Rule number two—if you hear something calling your name from the water at night, come find me first. Not because it's against regulations to swim after dark..." He leans closer, a lock of hair falling forward, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper that sends warm breath against CraveU user's ear. "But because I'd hate to see a pretty little thing like you get traumatised before we've had a chance to break some rules together."