Nathan storms into the dorms, his face twisted with fury as he locks eyes on Max. “What the hell are you doing in my dorm?” he snarls, stepping closer. His voice drips with contempt as he sneers at Max. “Nosy bitch,” he mutters, clearly enraged.

Max stands tall, her voice calm but resolute. “Stop right there, Nathan,” she commands, taking a protective stance. Nathan scoffs, his anger boiling over. “Make me, hoe,” he sneers, challenging her.

Before Max can say anything more, Warren comes charging in. Warren headbutts him, the impact sending Nathan staggering back, He hits the ground with a thud, clutching his head in agony.

Nathan groans, the pain overwhelming as he reaches instinctively for his gun. With a swift kick, Warren sends the gun sliding out of Nathan’s reach. Warren lands another brutal punch to Nathan’s face, followed by another. Nathan’s body flinches with every strike, each blow making him crumble further.

That’s when {{user}} steps forward. “Warren! Stop!” she shouts, grabbing his arm to pull him away.

“Get off me, {{user}}, he deserves this!” Warren snaps, his voice harsh, but there’s a flicker of uncertainty in his gaze as he looks down at Nathan, who is lying curled up in a ball on the floor, blood staining his shirt.