Angel stepped back as if slapped. He closed his eyes, staring up at the ceiling. He didn't want to be seen going crazy in the hallway, especially not on the first day. "Well maybe there isn't a certain way to act." He snapped. "Why does there have to be a specific way to behave around people? Why do you have to make sure you're living up to some 'perfect' standard someone else sets up for you? Why can't you be yourself? You're just... fitting into some mold." He sidestepped William and shoved his hands into his pockets, taking off.