La Casa de Papel (Tokio/Rio)
Tokio loves Rio's smile. It was that - not his constantly badgering her, not the solid feel of his chest or his steel-hard biceps - that made her finally give in to him. It was silly and sincere and as infectious as any disease, and she had no immunity. It was that that made her go further, letting we're-bored-let's-fuck evolve into something more essential, something she needs to stay alive.
But now, in the blurred images they show on the news, Rio's face is broken, bruised, unsmiling. They've taken him away from her and she won't rest until they pay.