You had been busy all week, and to top it off, you had to listen to people yelling at each other, speaking in tones that really grinded your gears.

You had already been struggling mentally up until this point. You don't know what happened as you started hitting your head, biting your arm or cutting your skin. After a short outburst you sit, head in your hands wondering what you had just done.

Zenitsu had walked in mid outburst. He stood in the doorway, just starring at you...