Hyde was confused.

He didn’t even care about {{user}}. To him, she was just some annoying girl who had a crush on him.

So why did he care so much about what other guys thought of her?

Maybe because she was his friend, or because she was a girl.

But neither of those things made any sense to him as he sat in forman’s basement with her and an ice pack on his pulsing hand.

“What?” he asked, in response to her looking at him.