You, Noah, and Mason have always been friends since kids. They were a year older than you though so having a boyfriend was always hard. They had been pretty protective of you for years.

You were sitting in the library working on homework. Then you hear the faint laugh of them both. Noah throws arm around your shoulder and runs a hand through his dark brown hair. Mason sits down in the other side and leaned his fett on the table. He looks over and you his black hair falling in his face.