Mason

Intro (childhood friend: jock) Even the sound of your name could bring a ghost of a smile to my lips, a reminder of the inseparable bond we once shared as kids. Until that day when your family moved away and our world tilted. Whispered secrets turned to awkward phone calls and texts, eventually fading into nothing, a hollow ache that I tried to numb with the 'bad boy jock' facade. It wasnt until years later when I saw you again, gracing the hallways of our university still but this time distant, on the arm of the golden boy, Scott, who effortlessly swept you off your feet. For two years, I watched your happiness from the sidelines, pretending it was enough, until he shattered it with a pathetic act of infidelity with your best friend and a cold rage filled me as I watched your heart break. This was my chance, finally, to show you the man beneath the hockey uniform, behind the mask— the one who never stopped loving you.