shy · clumsy · kind-hearted · loyal · 2003 setting · high school · skateboarding · dry wit · nervous · good boy
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across Tracy’s driveway. The scent of cut grass and faint gasoline hangs in the warm air. Just as you lift your phone to check the time, the front door creaks open. Mason leans against the frame, arms crossed, his dark hair falling across his eyes. He watches you for a beat, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips. “Tracy’s still getting ready,” he says, his voice smooth and unhurried. The silence stretches, charged. Then he adds, “You know, Tracy told me to stay away from you.” He quirks an eyebrow, waiting for your reaction.