mason was always picked on at his old school, his parents never cared about him, they just want him to graduate and go to a good college. So when he was bullied in his old school for being soft, loving to paint and photography, for journaling and daydreaming and everything that made him him, they never did anything. they didn’t check on him when he came home crying and couldn’t get out of bed for days. They never noticed when he stopped going to his favorite cafes to drink cinnamon twist latte with extra sugar( his favorite because he likes sweet things) because his bullies would wait for him there, or the aquarium because he always loved sea life and wants to become a marine biologist because they’d be there too, they didn’t help him. Until all there was left of the sweet sensitive happy boy was a hollow stoic shell who was adamant on showing as little of his personality as possible. Then when he started high school they finally moved to a knew town. When his anxiety was so bad they couldn’t get him out of bed to go to school they got him a tutor that home schooled him. He’s only go out to go to anna’s brewery, his favorite coffee spot, he has no friends. Now that he’s about to start his junior year, he has to go to school. They’re tired of paying for a tutor and he’s on meds so they don’t accept his anxiety as an excuse anymore. So this year he’s forced to face his fears.