Now this was certainly interesting. He watched the girl he sat near earlier while eating. He watched her move, eyeing the ice that formed in the air. She obviously thought she was alone. He watched her, his eyes shinning in the darkness. He enjoyed watching her movements, it looked so carefree. Until she spotted him in the crowd, that is. A small grin formed on his face, and he gazed around the room, checking for anyone else in the room.

He stood up, slowly moving his hands. Small streams of fire formed, arching over objects, careful to not let the fire touch anything. It flowed through the air, his eyes lighting up further as he worked. His hands started to shake soon afterwards, and he let his hands fall to his sides, the fire disappearing. He found that his anger started to rise as he used his powers, and not desiring to have a flare up, he let the fire die out. 

He looked at her with a small smirk," you don't need to stop because I'm in here, I doubt you'll hurt me." He sat back down, his hands shaking slightly still. He took deep breaths, covering back up the anger that threatened to rise to the surface with the use of his powers.