Torture

The ride to the school was pleasant for everyone except for Ace. 

He lost all control of his body once again and had to listen to loud pitch screeching the entire way. Everyone in the carriage seemed eager to know more about this person.

It would have been a little bit easier if he could understand what they were saying but he could and the noise didn't help in any way. 

It was worse than nails on the chalkboard, much more intrusive and he couldn't even have the relief of covering his ears with his hands. 

The ride to the school felt like a thousand years were taken out of Ace's lifespan and heaven knows he would not have lived for that long. 

When he saw the school in the distance, he was just about ready to cry with relief, not that it showed. 

"I will be walking her to her classroom." Leon offered and Ace could feel his boy about to protest, offering his services instead.