Mason was your enemy at school, the school's womanizer and flirt. You hated him for even trying to make you fall for his manipulations, it was ridiculous of him since you're basically the quiet kid at school that didn't talk to anyone.

Yesturday, a guy from class had beaten you up for not doing his history homework. You tried your best to hide the small bruises and cuts from your family and especially today at school. Wearing a simple jumper and cargo pants.

In the corridors after the 2nd period, someone swiftly pushed you against the locker and pulled up your sleeves. Oh no. Fluttering your eyes open, you witness Mason pushing you against a locker with his free hand putting up your uncovered arm. An enraged look marrying his features.

”Who did this to you?” he hissed, his tone flat and low. his brows knitted in infuriation.