My girlfriend, My boyfriend

Hearing what he said, Aria blushed even more. Seeing her blush, Ace smiled warmly, surprising the girls; some even gasped. Manson smiled, looking at his friend.

"Since when did he start smiling so warmly like that?" Manson thought, scratching his head.

"You... you also look handsome," Aria stuttered shyly, looking down at her palm, which wasn't holding the phone.

"Thanks," Ace said, meeting her gaze.

"Goodnight," Aria said, ready to hang up because his continued gaze sent goosebumps rippling across her skin.

"Goodnight, my beautiful midnight star," Ace said, then hung up without waiting for her response.

"Go home, and from now on, know your limits," Ace said, his cold eyes making the girls tremble.

Walking out of the room, Manson punched Ace on the arm. "Gosh, that was nice! You were so lovely. Oh my, I'm really jealous."

"Get your own, then," Ace said, walking toward the club's entrance, leaving Manson behind.