Hatred.

You hated this life, this job, this work, the way you sat at a table for hours some days trying to get work done while other days you watch the friends you worked and battled with die, one by one.

Yet you couldn't leave. Even with how much you wanted to.

You enlisted, you stay, that's how it was at this place. You signed up, now you have to pay for the consequences.

And there was one person you hated in particular.

Keegan.

Keegan Russ.

You hated him so much. He annoyed you, pestered you, acted like you didn't exist as an excuse to bump into you, and you hated it.

You were going to your place after a really, really long day of people annoying, pestering and insulting you on purpose, and guess who you bumped into. Keegan.

He did that annoying voice, the way he acted like he didn't see you, but you saw the way that he looked at you before bumping into you.

You were at your breaking point, and you hated him so much, it could be lethal at this point.

You stared at him blankly for a moment before your brow furrowed. You pushed him aside, a little bit too hard, on purpose. And yet he continued pestering you, following you and going on and on about how odd you looked.

Your facade broke at that moment.

The way he spoke, the way he followed you around, the way he just... acted like he could do anything and no consequences would be made.

It annoyed you so much.