Naturi jumped and looked up through long butterfly lashes with distant and emotionless eyes. He flinched and paled as she started spatting and snapping at him. His breath intaking and held. He tensed and paled further as she snapped. He flinched as if expecting to be struck. He stood up and spoke in a soft voice that was without any emotion yet trembled slightly. All at the table could hear it. "You didn't need to start ripping my head off. For one last I checked neither the table nor the seat has any indication of belonging to anyone." He backed up. "You are obviously the woman the Headmaster said I had the misfortune of being forced to board with. He seemed to have understated your persona. You won't have to remove me as I am leaving." He shove his tray into hers sending them both flying to the ground. "You also had no reason to go off on the new guy for something he didn't know. Its hurtful and disrespectful. A woman should hold more manners and respect for others. Then again...it figures...women tend to be like my mother was. Monsters in disguise of beautiful figures." His voice cold and distant yet without emotion.<br/><br/>He was shaking and paling before he took off for the room. His fingers were twitching. He needed to cut. He needed to cut now. He'd already cleaned up the dorm and divided the room on the side she obviously didn't sleep on. He'd not touched her bed. He grabbed his pocket knife and bolted into the bathroom. Locking it and turned the bathroom tubs water on. He took off the button up black top. Revealing a tight tank which showed off subtle muscle in the distinct shape of an eight pack. Slender frame that was tone yet not obviously muscular. He then sliced deeply in the palm of his hand. Then cut his wrist in three aggressive slashes. Then again up his arm and a slash across the area just below the elbow. He leaned over the tub and watched his blood flow. Hand flat as the water washed away blood that rivered from the cuts down his arms. The heavy river of blood down and between his fingers. he just watched it and felt relieved. Relaxed. At ease. No longer freaking out and afraid and hurting and slight anger. Just peace. The knife in his hand lightly fell loosely from his fingers.