"Kyu Hyun," I whispered quietly, tears forming in my eyes as I stared at him. He was looking away from me, no emotion written on his face, "Kyu Hyun, please."

"What?" He spat, and I jumped at the harshness in his voice.

"Why do you hate me?" I choked, the lump in my throat growing bigger. "What did I do?"

He turned his head towards me, and his eyes seemed to soften a bit which shocked me. He stared at me for a while before moving closer, and trapping me in the corner of the small room. "Why do I hate you?" He asked in a low voice, raising an eyebrow. I nodded my head in response, too scared to move an inch. He chuckled darkly, and quickly released me. He started to head towards the door, shaking his head, and I felt tears falling down my cheeks.

"Hyung," He said in a quiet voice, standing in the doorway, "I don't hate you. I never could." And with that, he left. I stood against the wall, confusion and shock written all over my face. If he didn't hate me, then what was his problem?