"Do you really hate Blythe that much?" Israfil asked.
Solomon was a bit taken aback. She hadn't done anything to really make him hate her, maybe just annoyed him. He could just as easily ignore her if he had to, but it was his habit to attempt to crush anything that stood in his way, whether it posed a threat to him or not. "N-no, I don't really hate her..." Solomon said, a little indecisively, "It's a matter of principle..." He didn't know what to say. It was strange to realize that he would hurt someone and defend his right to do so, even if he had no real desire to hurt that person in the first place. "You know what? Let's just drop it OK?" Solomon got off the bike and headed towards the gym's exit. "I'll catchyou two later," He said, giving them a half-hearted wave, but then he noticed Blythe in the gym and froze.
Solomon was a bit taken aback. She hadn't done anything to really make him hate her, maybe just annoyed him. He could just as easily ignore her if he had to, but it was his habit to attempt to crush anything that stood in his way, whether it posed a threat to him or not. "N-no, I don't really hate her..." Solomon said, a little indecisively, "It's a matter of principle..." He didn't know what to say. It was strange to realize that he would hurt someone and defend his right to do so, even if he had no real desire to hurt that person in the first place. "You know what? Let's just drop it OK?" Solomon got off the bike and headed towards the gym's exit. "I'll catchyou two later," He said, giving them a half-hearted wave, but then he noticed Blythe in the gym and froze.