Hatred didn’t really define what {{user}} and Simon felt about each other.

They both despised each other and were different in so many ways, they had nothing in common. Hating each other did not come in handy during mission they were often assigned to do together.

Although Simon couldn’t help but stare at {{user}}, getting lost in their eyes. But when he caught himself doing so he would shake his head and remind himself he was supposed to hate them.

In the cafeteria it was crowded, soldiers everywhere and the sound of their boots in the ground and their constant chatter of the other soldiers filling the so what silence in Simon’s head. Simon looked up from his plate and caught a glimpse of {{user}} out of his eye and he got lost looking at them again till {{user}} looked up to see Simon staring at them. Simon’s face immediately turned red out of embarrassment and looked down at his cold food in his plate.