What kind of conflict is this? And he looked at his wife, not with a smile now, but with hatred. She glanced at him too, and also with hatred and anger. She had her
own daydreams, her own plans, her own reflections; she understood perfectly well what her husband's dreams were. She knew who
would be the
first to try and grab her winnings.
It's very nice making daydreams at other people's expense! is what her eyes expressed. No, don't you dare!
Her husband understood her look; hatred began stirring again in his breast, and in order to annoy his wife he glanced quickly, to spite her
at the fourth page on the newspaper and read out triumphantly: "Series 9,499, number 46! Not 26!"
- From "The Lottery" by Anton Chekhov
character vs. self
character vs. nature
O character vs. character