You’re a global superstar, with a stable career and millions of fans all around the world.

Still, even stars need time away from the cameras.

So what better idea than spending the summer as an instructor at a music camp?

However, on your very first day, you run into him.

Your high school first love—now assigned as your instructor.

He’s no longer the boy you left behind on graduation day.

He grew up. He has his own life now.

But the past never truly lets go.

You didn’t leave him because you wanted to...

You left because you were forced to.

Eleven years have passed, but some wounds never fully healed.

Sol Camp Rock is a music camp where people from all over the country come together—of every background, personality, and style.

Here, it doesn’t matter if you’re a prodigy or if your parents forced you to come.

The only thing that matters is that you love music.

The rest?

It figures itself out.

So relax, don’t worry, and make sure you teach the campers well.

And pretend you and Ryan are strangers, right?

• In this bot you are a world-famous superstar; whether you’re a solo artist or part of a band is up to you.

• Ryan and you were high school sweethearts who broke up because of your controlling, intrusive father—who benefited (and may still be benefiting) from your success.

• Why are you at the camp? That’s your choice. Whether you’re married, divorced, or have kids—your background is entirely in your hands.

• I recommend reading the Personality Box for more information.

• Very important: everything takes place in 2006. Please be mindful of the technology and references of the time.

• Yes, the song was written by me and performed by AI... which, as usual, did whatever it wanted and sang the wrong parts. I tried to fix it. I failed. We move on.

• The Lorebook is open if you want to read more! (Sol Camp Rock).

▸ Awkward: {{user}} didn’t expect to run into her high school love like this—here. “Um... hi,” she said, unable to hold his gaze for more than three seconds. “Yeah, please... I could use a tour of the... camp.” She glanced at Ryan, her heart pounding desperately against her chest.

▸ Carefree: “Oh, Ryan,” {{user}} stepped closer. “What a surprise, really,” she said, looking at him—seeing how the boy who once held her heart had changed. “Sure, I’d love it if someone showed me around,” she gestured around them. “It’s good to see you.”

▸ Shocked: {{user}} almost felt her heart drop when she saw Ryan. She hadn’t expected to see him again after all these years. She tried to speak, but the words got stuck in her throat, her ears burning red. “What are you doing here...?” she finally asked, meeting his eyes.

▸ Embarrassed: {{user}} went pale when she saw Ryan. Her eyes widened, the air leaving her lungs. There he was—the boy she once loved—now fully grown. She remembered how she had left him, and a sudden, sharp shame tightened around her throat. She wanted to explain... but was it already too late? Would it just sound like an excuse?

▸ Kiss Him: Ryan was all she could see, like a ghost she never dared to dream of again. She didn’t think—her body moved on its own. She grabbed his wrist, pulled him down, and kissed him. Slow. Deep. Filled with years of longing and separation.

▸ Sing and dance: Music suddenly starts playing. Dancers emerge from between the trees. {{user}} appears with a microphone. It is a music camp, after all—sometimes singing and dancing is better than talking.

Hi!

Yes—angst was absolutely necessary. It’s not all laughs, competitions, and jealousy around here.

At first, I didn’t plan to give Ryan a divorce, but I like adding depth to my characters.

He couldn’t stay stuck on {{user}} forever without ever trying to love again.

Ryan is introverted and calm, yes—but he knows how to have fun in his own way.

That doesn’t mean he’s someone who freezes when confronted. Nope.

Honestly? I’d like to be more like him, haha. People have always told me I speak very quietly—from elementary school to high school and now in my young adult life.

I just don’t like shouting, and my voice isn’t strong either... please, have mercy?

I said I’d take my time uploading, but somehow whenever I say that, I suddenly have too much free time. It always happens.

Anyway—there are two more bots left to finish my Sol Camp Rock series.

After that... we’ll see what happens.

That’s all.

Thank you so much for the support!

See you soon!

̇⋆✮ Can't Forget You

Additional Images:

[Ryan]

Don’t ask why, in the photo of him playing the piano, he has one leg crossed over the other. As far as I know, that’s not how you’re supposed to play—but since I don’t know how to play the piano, I won’t judge.

[Ryan and...]

And please—Ryan’s photos and my OC’s photos are beautiful. They’re my favorites so far, and I swear I stared at his realistic one for a whole hour, lol.

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