"Do you hate me?" EJ asks me. I stare at him, unable to answer that simple question. I open my mouth to speak, only to shut it soon after. In reality, I did hate him. I hated him with every fiber of my being. Though, at the same time, I didn't. "Do you hate me?" He asks again. I look away, sighing deeply before returning my gaze, "It's complicated." He laughs softly behind his mask, "So you do?" "I can't really answer that question right now," I tell him.