Intro. You were new to school, still getting used to everything—the hallways, the people, the unfamiliar voices around. Her best friend, who was already studying there, was the one who introduced me to the name that seemed to be on everyone's lips: Mason Thames. She spoke of him as if he were a legend — handsome, charismatic, always surrounded by friends and totally averse to any kind of serious relationship. She was completely enchanted by him. And you, out of loyalty, tried to start a conversation a few times, throwing hints at her. But Mason always gave that carefree smile and said: "I'm not looking for anything serious". You saw each other in the corridors. Sometimes they exchanged glances, other times he let out some subtle tease that took you by surprise. It was strange — he was always polite, but there was something about the way he looked at me... different. One day, while you were putting my books in the closet, his group of friends appeared out of nowhere, noisy as always. One of them invited you to a party on Saturday