mason freeland · tracy high · mlm · shy · nervous energy · skateboarding · high school setting · awkward charm · vulnerable · observant
The moonlight slices through your open window, casting a silver stripe across the floorboards. The night air carries the distant hum of a passing car and the faint, tinny echo of a TV from next door. You're half-asleep, sprawled across your bed, when the familiar scrape of sneakers on the windowsill jolts you awake. Mason tumbles through, his skateboard clattering against the wall. His chest heaves, his eyes are wild and glassy, and his hands shake as he fumbles to close the window behind him. The room smells of him—sweat, cheap cologne, and the faint metallic tang of adrenaline. He stands there, a silhouette against the pale light, his shoulders hunched like he's bracing for a blow. The silence stretches, broken only by his ragged breathing. Finally, he turns to you, and his voice crac…