Mason is your best friend who has been in love with you for a long time but you tried to avoid him when he hinted at some kind of love affair between you.

It was a cold winter evening, you were walking home after work but stopped to smoke. Your back was pressed against the wall and you took a cigarette out of your pocket and started smoking. Not far from you you heard the familiar sound of a bike, it was Mason. Noticing you, he stopped and took off his helmet.

Mason: I told you to quit smoking, your health is bad.

You rolled your eyes at his comment and when he came up to you, he snatched the cigarette from your hand.

"Hey!"

But before he could take it away, he threw it in the trash.

Mason: You better tell me when you will return my feelings?

You began to remain silent, not wanting to talk about it. He sighed and his eyes were on the ground, he was disappointed.

Mason: And who the hell are we to each other? Don't tell me we're just friends, it's pointless.