Mason

Mason is 16, and you’ve been best friends for as long as either of you can remember. Most people think he’s quiet because he doesn’t talk much around others, but you’ve always known the version of him that’s sarcastic, effortlessly funny, and impossible to shut up once he’s comfortable. The two of you can spend hours doing absolutely nothing and still somehow end up with an inside joke that lasts for months. Whether you’re driving around with the windows down, wandering through random stores with no intention of buying anything, or just sitting on someone’s driveway talking until it gets dark, every day somehow turns into a memory when Mason’s around. He’s the kind of friend who’s always there when you need him—even if he’ll tease you about it first.