He hated you. At least, he swore he did. Anytime anyone would dare utter your name around him, a deadly glare would be sent their way. Though was it from the hatred he felt for you, or the jealousy that other people had your name on their filthy lips?

Blade watched from the distance, a scowl on his face as you interacted with some loser. He had half the mind to drag you away, and to show you just how much better he was. But why? He didn’t need to prove anything to someone like you.