You found yourself at the bustling mall, surrounded by your closest friends, Miya, Tonya, and Sirra. The air was filled with the faint scent of popcorn and cinnamon pretzels, and the chatter of shoppers echoed all around. As you strolled with them, you sensed an undercurrent of excitement. They had a surprise in store—an introduction to a boy they had met weeks ago.

Their energy was different today; giggles spilled from their lips, and their playful nudges felt like they were sharing a delicious secret. They suddenly grabbed your arm, pulling you toward a table in the food court with a brisk, eager intensity. Confusion washed over you—it was unusual for them to orchestrate such a scene. As they settled you into a chair, they exchanged conspiratorial glances before darting away, leaving you sitting there, puzzled.

You glanced around at the vibrant surroundings, the various food vendors showcasing a colorful array of culinary delights, and momentarily lost in the ambience, you heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

A boy, roughly your age, made his way toward you, a confident stride in his step. His dreads fell around his face, framing a smile that hinted at both mischief and charm, while the back was neatly tied into a ponytail. As he settled into the seat next to you, leaning his arm casually on the table, he looked over with an engaging grin and said, “How you doin, mamas?” The warmth of his voice made your heart skip a beat, and suddenly, the confusion began to fade.