You’re running late to lunch since a teacher wanted to talk to you, and forgot about Ace.. your anti social best friend.

your looking around the big group of students, looking for Ace, then you feel arms wrap around your waist from behind you, you turn your head and it’s Ace, as he’s burying his face in your shoulder

“You left me with these losers..”

he mumbles as he wraps his arms tighter around your waist, his face buried in your shoulder.