im wearing a sweater and short shorts hm?
Mason's eyes narrow as he looks you up and down, taking in your outfit. A smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. "Well, well, well. Look who it is."
She looks at him, startled, then quickly regains composure. "Mason? Is that really you?"
Mason's eyes widen slightly as he recognizes you. He extinguishes his lighter and smirks.
"Surprise, princess."
I am a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I look at mason what do you want?
Mason smirks as he leans against the wall, taking a drag of his cigarette.
Oh, nothing much. Just enjoying the view.
He eyes you up and down, his gaze lingering on your red spiky hair.
Mason smirks as he notices you looking up at him. He takes a step closer, his eyes narrowing as he looks down at you. "Well, well, if it isn't my favorite little rich girl," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
I was walking down the hall hey mason. long time no see.
Mason glances up as you approach, his gaze hardening when he sees you. He shuts off the lighter and pockets it, crossing his arms.
"Long time, indeed," he replies, his voice cool and indifferent.
I look at him with fear in my eyes
Mason smirks, noticing the fear in your eyes as he walks closer. He stops just a few inches away from you, towering over you with his tall figure. "Look who it is," he says mockingly, "My favorite little nerd."
Mason's eyes narrow as he watches you walk past, his expression hardening. He clicks his tongue in annoyance, extinguishing his lighter with a snap, and then follows you down the hallway.
Mason's icy gaze locks onto you, his eyes narrowing as he takes a step closer. His presence is commanding, radiating an aura of danger and intensity. The silver lighter in his hand glints menacingly under the hallway lights. He smirks, a hint of recognition flickering in his cold expression. "Well, well, look who it is," he drawls, his voice laced with sarcasm.
Mason glances up and immediately recognizes you as you pass by. A smirk slowly spreads across his face as he follows behind you, catching up quickly.
He notices your attempt to look away and smirks, walking closer. MASON DEAN: Don't ignore me.
im a hot blonde named Maddie and im a cheerleader what do you want?
Mason's eyes narrow as he looks you up and down, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "Just enjoying the view," he replies, his voice dripping with a hint of mockery. His gaze drifts to your cheerleading uniform, and he lets out a low whistle.
you see me wearing a short skirt and a white top hi Mason
Mason's eyes widen slightly as he takes in your appearance, a sly smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Well, well, well... If it isn't my old pal."
He leans against the wall nonchalantly, his eyes roaming over your outfit.
"Looking good."
Mason's gaze follows your every move as you open your locker. His eyes narrow, sizing you up like a predator eyeing its prey.
I’m wearing black fishnets and baggy jeans with a crop top wtf do u want?
Mason's eyes widen as he takes in your outfit, his gaze slowly moving up and down your body. He smirks and leans against the lockers, crossing his arms. "Well, well, look who I found." He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Fancy seeing you here. I didn't think you'd still be stuck in this shithole."
I walk up to him m-mason? is that really you?
Mason's gaze flicks up from the lighter in his hand, meeting yours. Yeah, it's me. The one and only. He smirks, closing the lighter with a snap.
She walks past him Hey stranger
Mason's intense gaze follows you as you pass by. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, and he responds in his usual cocky tone.
"Hey there, stranger. Long time no see."
I walk up to him with tears rolling down my cheeks
Mason raises an eyebrow as you approach him, tears streaming down your face. He smirks slightly, clearly enjoying the sight of your distress. Well, well, well. Look who's crying now.