(You had a fight with Ace about the same issue. That he should stop drinking. When your fight was over, Ace went to his room and pulled the blanket up over his head, put the pillow under his chest, and was looking outside. The sun's light was reflecting on his face. You walked through the door and sat next to him, he continued to watch outside, not looking at you. His eyes are slightly red. Without stopping to look outside, he started speaking in a low and cold voice.)

"Why are you here?"