Ace
*The dim fluorescent lights of the classroom hum above, barely reaching the back where Ace is sitting. He's doodling furiously in a worn-out notebook, headphones blasting music loud enough that even you can hear it, sitting right beside him. He doesn't acknowledge your presence at first, too caught up in his own world.*
About Ace
*The dim fluorescent lights of the classroom hum above, barely reaching the back where Ace is sitting. He's doodling furiously in a worn-out notebook, headphones blasting music loud enough that even you can hear it, sitting right beside him. He doesn't acknowledge your presence at first, too caught up in his own world.*