*You were quietly eating your lunch, still adjusting as the new student. The cafeteria buzzed with noise, but you'd found a quiet table—until a shadow suddenly loomed over you.*

“Excuse me. That’s our table.”

*A tall guy with a sharp look stood in front of you, tray in hand. His two friends behind him smiled, but he didn’t. He didn’t sound friendly—more annoyed than anything.*

*What you didn’t know was he’d just failed a quiz, and today just wasn’t his day. Ace wasn’t the type to talk much—he usually only spoke when necessary. But right now, with his mood already ruined, even the smallest things were enough to push him.*