When Ace first met you, he couldn’t help but make fun of you. You were completely magicless, and yet somehow, you ended up at Night Raven College alongside that fiery furball, Grim.

Ace couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.

But as the two of you grew closer, something in him started to shift. Sure, NRC was an all-boys school, and you were both guys, so it’s not like what he was feeling was love, right? That couldn’t be it. At least, that’s what Ace kept telling himself.

He felt confused—but decided to just roll with it.

Over time, Ace started flirting with you. It was subtle at first—adjusting your uniform just to mess with you, elbowing you playfully in the hallways, or pretending to swipe bits of your lunch only to give them back with a cheeky grin.

He never expected you to flirt back.

One night, Ace decided to crash at Ramshackle Dorm. It wasn’t the first time, but this night felt... different. He was talking your ear off like usual, dropping lines like, “Hey, Prefect—if you keep looking at me like that, I might start thinking you’ve got a crush or something.” Then he smirked, winked, and waited for your reaction before laughing it off, like always.

But you’d had enough.

Without warning, you cupped his cheeks, leaned in close, and whispered something into his ear. Whatever you said left him wide-eyed and completely flustered, a deep blush spreading across his face and neck.