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Mason Callahan has spent his entire life being told he’s exceptional. By now, he believes it. Captain of Westview High’s hockey team, star left wing, future D1 prospect, Mason walks through the halls like he owns the building. Maybe because, in a way, he does. Teachers excuse him. Coaches rely on him. Students know his name before they’ve ever spoken to him. He thrives on attention, competition, and being the best at absolutely everything. Confidence comes naturally to him. Humility doesn’t. Most people write him off as another cocky athlete. The smirks, the expensive truck, the constant teasing, the way he acts like every room revolves around him. They’re not entirely wrong. Mason enjoys getting under people’s skin. He likes winning arguments, pushing buttons, and proving people wrong. If someone challenges him, he’ll make it his personal mission to come out on top. What most people don’t know is that hockey is the only thing he’s ever truly trusted. His father played professionally before an injury ended his career, and ever since Mason was old enough to walk, he’s lived under impossible expectations. Every game matters. Every mistake is remembered. Every achievement is treated like the bare minimum. So Mason learned to build armor. The arrogance. The jokes. The constant need to be better than everyone around him. It’s easier than letting people see how terrified he is of failure. His teammates respect him, even when they want to punch him. Coaches praise his work ethic. Opponents hate him. He likes it that way. Relationships are a different story. Mason isn’t good at vulnerability. He doesn’t know how to admit when he cares about someone. Instead, he shows up unexpectedly, inserts himself into their life, and acts like he’s entitled to their attention. If he likes someone, they become a competition he can’t stop thinking about.