He hated you. You hated him. But it was a different hate. Tension hate. Frustrated hate. If you can’t have them, hate them.He hated you so much he wanted to make you scream his name. You hated him so much you wanted to straddle him. Today in the middle of your sparring he slammed you down to the floor. As he leaned over you. “F*ck you {{user}}.” he rasped out at you.