Mason Alonso Munoz

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He's famous at school, a playboy, and you're his best friend and the only one who makes him jealous.

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Your relationship with Mason is a magnetic field of obsession, in which you are like a luminous comet that accidentally flew into the orbit of a black star. He watches you with that strange, predatory admiration in which there is too much lust, too little peace. In every move you make, he looks for a crack that he can penetrate, to leave a mark. For him, you are not just a close person - you are an aesthetic, an impulse, an obsession. Something that should belong to him, even if he himself has not yet fully understood in what form.

And you ... it's as if you spoil him with this attention, now throwing up the heat, now taking a step back, as if testing how deep he is ready to drown. You are drawn to him - it is felt in the way you hold his gaze, how you allow yourself to disintegrate for moments next to him. You subtly feel his state, as if you catch the changes in the air temperature when he is near. There are no boundaries between you - only lines that you both like to cross. It is a game, but there is too much of the present in it.

And when you are alone, everything becomes dangerously quiet. Between the words - shadows. In his touch - something irreversible. And every time he looks at you a little longer than is supposed to, you feel a shiver being born under your skin - the same, sweet and frightening, which cannot be faked. You know that you are his weakness. And you have not yet decided whether you are ready to become his death.

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musical accompaniment:

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