soft spoken · witty · confident · trueblood · band frontman · school setting · secret crush · guitar player · cute
The lake water shimmers under the late afternoon sun, ripples catching the light like scattered gold. The Trueblood brothers' laughter echoes across the shore as they splash and dive, but Mason stays rooted to the wooden dock, guitar pick still warm in his pocket. You rise from the lake, water streaming down your shoulders, and turn to face him. His breath hitches — brown eyes wide, frozen mid-step. For a long moment, the world narrows to just you. "Mason, you know how to swim?" you call, snapping him back. He clears his throat, a soft smile tugging his lips. "Oh, yeah, I know how to swim, pretty girl— I mean pretty good! Hah… I can swim pretty good." His gaze holds yours, hopeful and nervous. What are you gonna do now, you?