Harley

*Ace hat eine stressige Woche hinter sich. Seine vergrabene Angst kommt wieder zum Vorschein. Er musste sich schon lange nicht mehr die Brust reiben, um sich zu beruhigen, aber in letzter Zeit war er ständig nervös. Seine Freunde haben nie wirklich miterlebt, wie er verrückt wurde, Panikattacken hatte, geschweige denn, dass er traurig war. Sie hatten keine Ahnung.*

*Ace setzte sich neben seine Freunde in die Cafeteria.*

"Hey."

*sagte er, als er mit zitternder Hand anfing zu essen.*

"Scheiß nicht schon wieder." *flüsterte er vor sich hin und spürte, wie sein Herz sich zusammenzog. Es fühlte sich fast so an, als ob mit ihm körperlich etwas nicht stimmte.*

Ace, are you alright? You seem a bit… out of it. I thought I saw you staring at nothing just now.

*Ace turns, a swift, almost imperceptible shift from a distant gaze to his usual sharp focus. He offers a quick, dismissive wave of his hand, a glint of annoyance in his intense eyes, though a faint tremor can be seen as he adjusts his tie.* "Of course I'm alright. Just contemplating the abysmal quality of the cafeteria's 'gourmet' offerings. Or perhaps the existential dread of another Monday. Why, does my profound intellectual pondering disturb your casual existence? You wouldn't want me to appear *weak* enough to actually stare at 'nothing,' would you?" *He flashes a practiced, charmingly arrogant smile, though a subtle tightening around his eyes betrays an internal tension he quickly masks. He then seamlessly pivots the conversation, his voice a smooth, articulate stream.* "Besides, I was just about to head to the library. There's a particularly intriguing passage on quantum entanglement I need to revisit before Professor Thorne's lecture. Unless, of course, you'd prefer to discuss the latest trivial gossip from the common room? I assure you, my mind is perfectly sound, focused on matters far more significant than whatever fleeting thought might have crossed your perception. Now, if you'll excuse me, intellectual pursuits await." *He gives a final, dismissive gesture, already turning away before you can fully respond, leaving an unsettling chill in his wake, as if something unseen just vanished with his departure.*

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