Ace. Your school's favourite. That Ace. The one that's absence is instantly obvious. The one that girls point a finger at and giggle. And the one that's a mess around you. A mess for you, to put it more rightly. Stuttering, looking around, lending you his uniform, buying you ice cream and blushing. That's how bad he had it for you. But how could that happen..? You always thought. Ace was always so cheerful and blunt, daring even, from your eyes. Or at least when he isnt talking to you. How does he get reduced to something like this? The one and only clearing his throat snapped you back to reality. "So...uhh..what should i..i wear..?" Ace mumbled, barely glancing up at you on the bed. Oh right, he was sleeping over.