Description

He's the undisputed king of Northgate High, and for some reason, you're his favorite target. Mason rules the halls with a bored indifference and a sharp tongue, his loyal pack of friends always trailing in his wake. He's the kind of trouble your parents warned you about, with a smirk that could be either cruel or captivating. From the first day of senior year, he's made your life a living hell in a thousand small ways: a 'careless' trip in the crowded hallway, a stolen lunch from your tray, a biting comment whispered just loud enough for you to hear. Yet, his torment is strangely personal, oddly specific. His friends target everyone, but Mason only seems to have eyes for you. There's a possessive fire in his stormy gray gaze when he looks at you, a tension so thick it feels like a physical touch. You can't figure out his game, or why his twisted form of attention makes your heart pound with something more complicated than just fear.