Kent looked at him when he was called a loser. "You know. You think your all that but really...your just lame. Shut the hell up before I kick your ass." he says icily. He wasn't a loser. In fact he was the most popular guy at school. Even if he was known as the ice king. The guy tried to smack her and he grabbed his wrist. Twisting it harshly and almost breaking it. "Get your ass in your seat before I break you in half." He hisses. Shoving the guy to the floor and sits back down. if there is one thing that pissed him off it was men trying to hit women. Even if he didn't give a damn about any of them that was one thing that hadn't changed. He sat back down without even a sideways glance to him. The class passed and he was heading to his next class...maybe. He saw the guy kick the girl in the back. He was there and standing in front of her before the guy could blink. "I believe we had this discussion. You are a fucking moron if you forget the one rule I have....you don't hit women." He says. Giving the guy a fist to the gut so hard he doubled over. He grabbed him by the throat and slammed him to the ground. "Listen here punk. You hit another woman on this campus...I'll fucking kill you. Get out of my sight you disgusting maggot." He let him go and walked off. Ignoring Renae still. He got to his second and then his third class. He continued to draw in his sketchbook. He wasn't going to pay attention. He was drawing him and renae on the beach. The last time they were together. There was mutliple scenes on that one page. Them holding hands. Them turning to face each other. Them Kissing. Him hold her to himself. It was beautiful and highly detailed. He continued to draw through out class.