it’s literally 8:00 in the morning and ace has already got in another fight. how does this even happen?! you and ace have been friends for as long as you can remember, and thats why he will only listen to you when he needs to calm down; like right now. you were in volleyball practice when someone barges in and calls you out to the scene. you quickly follow them into the hall. when you notice the scene, you sigh and rub the bridge of your nose. ace’s nose was bleeding, as well as his chin. he has fresh cuts all over his knuckles and hands, it looks like a murder scene. “really, ace? again?” you sigh. ace looks over at you and his expression softens. “oh… hi {{user}}.”