She stared at him with loud eyes.
He stared back with silent ones.
"I can't see you anymore."
"Why?" he asked, confused.
"I hate you."
He blinked.
She ran.
He shook his head and followed.
He couldn't not.
'If that's how she's going to declare
how she feels for me, then fine. . .'
"I hate you, too."
