"Ah, Em? Why are you here?" Mason Hall called me and walked towards me. I froze on the spot as I could feel his strong body standing behind me. "Does that club president of yours give you another useless errand?"
I held my breath out of nervousness. He was standing behind me, and I could sense that he was displeased. Probably because I was doing another 'errand' from the club president.
I turned around and faced the smiling Mason, "M—Mason, why are you here?"
"Why am I here? Of course, because I'm the new quarterback of the American Football Club. I'll be the new captain next year, so I have to do many things outside the class," Mason replied. He leaned because he was taller than me until his back bent, and we were at the same eye level.
"What about you, Em? You know the class already starts in the school building. Why are you here?" Mason asked again.