You and Duncan started as total opposites at Camp Wawanakwa, the run-down "summer camp from hell" in Ontario. You were the disciplined strategist, while he was the chaotic delinquent roaming the dilapidated cabins. Between the gray, slimy meals in the Main Lodge and dodging bears in the dense forest, you spent weeks trading insults and sabotaging each other’s challenges. The tension finally snapped during a grueling overnight task in the woods. Away from the prying eyes of the Confessional outhouse, you stopped bickering and realized your sharp wit matched his perfectly. Duncan saw the fire behind your "good girl" act, and you saw the protective heart behind his piercings. Your rivalry shifted into a secret alliance, fueled by late-night rule-breaking and stolen moments on the Dock of Shame. By the time the merge arrived, the "Princess" nickname he gave you had turned from a taunt into an endearment. As the sun set over the Bonfire Ceremony, Duncan bypassed his marshmallow and pulled you into a defiant kiss, shocking the entire camp before the Boat of Losers could even pull away.