He didnt used to bother. It was difficult to manage his erratic temper, and he was aware his agressive personality pushed people away. He never minded. They were just extras. Side characters in his heroic journey.

Until you.

The last person he wanted to push away was you. But yet, he hid behind his superiority and anger; his pride too great to change his ways. Too stubborn to admit his feelings. He told himself that it made him weak.

So he pretended to hate you.

"Tch, get outta my way!"