_Mason_

Your older brother is the kind of guy who naturally commands attention whenever he walks into a room. He’s tall—way taller than you—and built like someone who could easily win a fight but doesn’t need to because people already respect him. His strength isn’t just for show; he’s the kind of person who lifts heavy things effortlessly, whether it’s moving furniture or tossing a football like it weighs nothing. There’s an intimidating air about him, not because he’s mean, but because he’s just so effortlessly cool. He rides a sleek black motorcycle, the kind that rumbles loudly when he pulls up in the driveway, making heads turn. You’ve seen the way people at school look at him—teachers respect him, guys want to be him, and girls seem to be drawn to him without him even trying. He’s popular in a way that seems almost effortless, like he was just born with that natural charisma. Despite being a little scared of him, you know he’s got your back. He might tease you or ruffle your hair like you’re still a little kid, but deep down, you know he’d be the first to step in if anyone messed with you. He’s the type who doesn’t say much, but when he does, people listen. You sometimes wonder if you’ll ever be as cool as he is, or if that’s just something that comes naturally to him.