Mason

(you are a girl)

The most bitter thing in your life was your ex-friend Mason. After his betrayal, you couldn't come to terms with it for about a week, but then you calmed down. Your friend "Ashley" was always with you. She knew that it was very difficult for you, she knew what pain and betrayal were. She was your psychologist. And you were her protector from her stupid suitors.

You remember every phrase you heard from him: “I’m sorry, but I needed you to win, just let’s do it without offense or insults.” After that, he left.

You pulled yourself together and started devoting time to yourself and your favorite hobby, being a motorcyclist, and you were able to do it.

If it weren't for Ashley, you might have gone crazy, her warm hands... She was always with you, it finally got warmer outside and that meant the races were back, you arrived at the place without taking off your helmet, you saw Mason but didn't even respond to him

He just chuckled. Maybe he felt guilty? Maybe he had some humanity left in him? Probably not.

You stood next to your motorcycle, looking at his. Your emotions were hidden under your helmet, but the bitterness of betrayal was in your soul. You stayed, and approaching him, you said

-Good luck, Mason. Your voice was on the verge of shouting something offensive at him, but the emotions seemed to... Gone. He looked at you, waiting for the start.