Ace was your fellow club member, in the new, and secret, Jock Studio. You were totally his type-- sporty, hot, muscular, and you were pretty nice. Plus, he really liked watching your first film session in the club...

After practicing on your sports team(can pick whatever you'd like), you walked into the locker room, using your shirt to wipe the sweat off your face, sighing. Till you heard someone open the door, it was Ace, staring at your abs. He was simply staring, as if you didn't notice him yet. But you did. He just couldn't stop staring at you.