LOGINThe first day back at school felt so strange. I walked through the front gates with my bag slung over one shoulder, heart beating a little faster than usual. Mom was finally home resting. Dad had taken the day off to stay with her. I told them I’d be fine coming back alone. But the truth was, I was nervous.
Not because of school, but because of him. I had barely made it halfway across the courtyard when I heard someone shout my name. “Ezra!” Kai came running from the direction of the parking lot, a big smile on his face. Before I could even say anything, he pulled me into a tight hug, arms wrapping around me warmly. “Man, I missed you!” he said, squeezing me. “We were all worried. How’s your mom? You okay?” I patted his back awkwardly. “She’s better now. Thanks for asking.” Kai didn’t let go right away. His hug was sincere, warm, a little too long. Over his shoulder, I saw Mason standing near the entrance to the hockey locker room. Mason’s eyes were burning. He was staring straight at us. Jaw clenched. Fists tight at his sides. The fire in his gaze was so intense I could feel it even from across the courtyard. He looked like he wanted to rip Kai away from me. Kai finally pulled back, still smiling. “We have to catch up properly. Lunch today?” Before I could answer, Mason started walking toward us, steps heavy. “Ezra,” Mason said, voice low and rough. “Can I talk to you? Alone.” Kai raised an eyebrow but stepped back. “I’ll catch you later, Ezra.” The moment Kai walked away, Mason grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the practice room behind the main rink. He didn’t say a word until the door closed behind us. The room was empty, just the faint smell of rubber mats and old ice. Mason let go of my wrist and turned to face me. His breathing was uneven. He looked like he’d been holding something in for days. “I can’t do this anymore,” he said. I frowned. “Do what?” “This.” He gestured between us. “Watching Kai hug you like that, watching Lila bring you stuff and everyone looking at you like you’re… like you’re theirs. I know I can’t have you all to myself, but please… I've been walking through a world gone blind and I can't stop thinking about your diamond mind, careful creatures made friends with time. Honestly I have been watching you for some time now, I can't stop staring at those ocean eyes. Just let me prove to you that I’m the one who can walk the mile till the end of time. You’ve been on my mind… I grow fonder every day. Losing myself in time just thinking of your face. God only knows why it’s taken me so long to let my doubts go. You’re the only one that I want.” He took a shaky breath, but his eyes never left mine. “I don’t know why I’m scared. I’ve been here before. Every feeling, every word… I’ve imagined it all. You’ll never know if you never try… to forget your past and simply be mine.” The silence after his words was deafening. Mason looked raw, exposed like he had just ripped his chest open and handed me his heart. I stood there, heart pounding, mouth dry. Mason took one step closer, voice barely a whisper now. “I know we’ve been hating each other for so long. I know I’ve been an asshole. But I can’t keep pretending anymore, Ezra. Tell me to fuck off if you want… but I had to say it.” He waited, eyes searching mine, fear and hope mixed together on his face. I didn’t know what to say because for the first time, I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell him to fuck off.The party noise faded behind us as Mason pulled me further down the wooden path that led toward the lake.Neither of us spoke until we reached a small clearing where the trees blocked most of the light from the house. Only the moon and a few string lights hanging from branches lit the space.Mason stopped and turned to face me. His breathing was still uneven from the almost-kiss.“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “I shouldn’t have done that back there. Not like that, when everything is still so messed up.”I leaned against a tree, arms crossed, trying to steady my heart.“You keep saying things like that,” I replied. “Big words. Then you pull away. Then you come back. I’m getting whiplash, Mason.”He ran a hand through his hair, looking frustrated with himself.“I know. I’m trying to figure this out too. Every time I see Kai looking at you, or Lila bringing you stuff… it fucks with my head. But it’s not just jealousy. It’s more than that.”He took a step closer.“I dare you to let me be y
The announcement came during the last period.Tyler Brooks, one of the loudest guys in class, stood up at the front like he owned the room.“Yo, listen up!” he shouted, grinning. “It’s my birthday this Friday. I’m throwing a party at my parents’ lake house. Starts at 8 PM. Everyone’s invited. The hockey team, skaters, cheer squad, whoever. Bring whoever you want, just don’t be boring. There’ll be music, food, and no adults. Be there or be lame.”The class erupted in cheers and whistles. Someone yelled “Free drinks?” and Tyler laughed.I wasn’t really planning to go. My head was still messy from everything — Mom’s recovery, Mason’s confession in the practice room, the way his words kept replaying in my mind like a song I couldn’t turn off.But when the final bell rang, Mason appeared beside my locker.“You going?” he asked, voice low.I shrugged. “Wasn’t planning on it.”He leaned against the locker next to mine, arms crossed. “Come. Even if it’s just for a bit. I… I want to talk to yo
The first day back at school felt so strange. I walked through the front gates with my bag slung over one shoulder, heart beating a little faster than usual. Mom was finally home resting. Dad had taken the day off to stay with her. I told them I’d be fine coming back alone. But the truth was, I was nervous.Not because of school, but because of him.I had barely made it halfway across the courtyard when I heard someone shout my name.“Ezra!”Kai came running from the direction of the parking lot, a big smile on his face. Before I could even say anything, he pulled me into a tight hug, arms wrapping around me warmly.“Man, I missed you!” he said, squeezing me. “We were all worried. How’s your mom? You okay?”I patted his back awkwardly. “She’s better now. Thanks for asking.”Kai didn’t let go right away. His hug was sincere, warm, a little too long. Over his shoulder, I saw Mason standing near the entrance to the hockey locker room.Mason’s eyes were burning. He was staring straight at
For the next three days, I didn’t go to school.Dad had to return to work, so I stayed at the hospital with Mom. I slept on the uncomfortable couch beside her bed, ate terrible cafeteria food, and tried not to think too much. The doctors said the surgery went well, but she was still weak. Tubes, monitors, pale skin — it all made my chest feel tight every time I looked at her.My phone stayed on silent most of the time.Mason had been texting every day.Mason: *You good?*Mason: *Training feels weird without you yelling at me.*Mason: *Kai keeps asking where you are. Told him to mind his business.*Mason: *Lila asked about you too. Said she hopes you’re okay.*I read every message but never replied. I didn’t know what to say.On the fourth night, Mom was finally sleeping peacefully. I needed air and some snacks, so I slipped out to the supermarket across the street from the hospital.I was standing in the aisle staring at protein bars when I heard a familiar voice behind me.“Ezra?”I
The next morning, Kai showed up again like he already belonged there.He walked in with that same confident grin, skates over his shoulder, looking way too awake for 5 AM.“Morning, guys,” he said, eyes landing on me first. “Ready to sweat?”Mason didn’t even bother replying. He just laced up faster, jaw locked tight.We started training, but the energy was different. Worse.Kai was good — really good. Clean lines, strong core, and he wasn’t shy about showing it. Every time I demonstrated something, he watched me like I was the only person in the rink. His compliments came easy.“Damn, Ezra,” he said after I landed a clean axel. “You make that look effortless. The way your body moves… It's insane. You’re easily the best-looking skater I’ve seen here. No offense, Mason.”Mason’s head snapped toward him so fast I thought he’d pull a muscle.Kai just laughed lightly. “What? It’s true. Ezra’s got that whole pretty-boy thing going on. Face, body, the grace… it’s a package. Mason’s strong a
The next morning, Kai showed up again like he already belonged there.He walked in with that same confident grin, skates over his shoulder, looking way too awake for 5 AM.“Morning, guys,” he said, eyes landing on me first. “Ready to sweat?”Mason didn’t even bother replying. He just laced up faster, jaw locked tight.We started training, but the energy was different. Worse.Kai was good — really good. Clean lines, strong core, and he wasn’t shy about showing it. Every time I demonstrated something, he watched me like I was the only person in the rink. His compliments came easy.“Damn, Ezra,” he said after I landed a clean axel. “You make that look effortless. The way your body moves… it’s insane. You’re easily the best-looking skater I’ve seen here. No offense, Mason.”Mason’s head snapped toward him so fast I thought he’d pull a muscle.Kai just laughed lightly. “What? It’s true. Ezra’s got that whole pretty-boy thing going on. Face, body, the grace… it’s a package. Mason’s strong a







