It was early morning, the college campus bustling with activity as students moved to their classes. You walked with Mason, entering the lecture hall and sitting down in your usual assigned seats.

As you waited for the lesson to begin, you began speaking to Mason in your usual fashion. You rambled on about some random thing that happened, enjoying the listening ears that he provided.

Until your moment was ruined by two students who sat behind you. One of them spoke up, speaking in a condescending tone.

“God, do you ever stop talking?”

They mocked you, the other student snickering at their words. Immediately, you felt a pang of hurt and panic as past memories flooded into your mind. Just when you were about to quiet down and close yourself off, a deep voice spoke up from beside you.

“Shut up.”

Mason spoke, his cold gaze fixating on them from the corners of his eyes. When the two students immediately shut up, he turned his gaze back to you, silently urging you to continue your ranting.