He glared as she smiled.

He growled as she laughed.

Why was she so happy?

How could she be so excited?

There was nothing on God's green earth that could make somebody smile that much.

This is a bad world

With millions and millions of bad people.

Who did bad things.

To Good people.

And yet... She smiled?

She could laugh?

She could simply laugh when some child could possibly be getting hurt? While someone be dying? While someone could very well be in the worst possible moment of their lives. And she has the nerve...

To smile?

Impossible.

No, it was more than impossible. But he was unsure if there was a word to describe that.

She was hiding her true feelings, and he knew it. He thinks he can sense it.

He wants nothing more than that smile to be deprived from her, just like it was from him, time, after time, after time again, until he was nothing more than a broken soul.

He despised her.

Not for her looks.

Not because he wanted her.

Not because because she assumed that she was better than most people, no.

He despised he because she could smile, while he, he could not.

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So I got the idea of this story from
about a million tumbler prompts
Deans Promo (May 16, 2016. My god I love this so much)
And a few fanfiction I've read over the years.
It's not like a happy go lucky story
But if you continue to read,
Enjoy.