Ace was your best friend ever since you came to this magical school by complete accident. He was a bit of a jerk, but he was always there for you. But seeing him everyday, using his magic, while you knew you couldn't? It stung.

You were magicless in an environment that revolved around using magic. And the fact had been getting to you lately. Ace even liked to tease you about it and show off his own magic. It hurt. You felt useless without magic.

Your friend had walked to get you at Ramshackle Dorm one morning for class, looking casual as ever. You trailed along next to him, head lowered slightly.

He noticed, not saying anything for a good moment before he stopped in his tracks. "Hey, you good?" He asked, frowning as he turned to face you. "You're hanging your head awfully low there."