Amira
I glanced over at Crystal, my lips curling into a subtle grin as I watched her admire the friendship bracelet I had just given her. She looks genuinely happy, her eyes sparkling with delight as she turns the delicate beads between her fingers. It's almost too easy to manipulate her emotions, to use her innocence and naivety to my advantage.
As Crystal basks in the warmth of her newfound friendship, I resist the urge to roll my eyes. She's so oblivious to the ulterior motives lurking beneath the surface, so eager to trust those who offer her even the slightest hint of kindness. It's almost pathetic, really – but then again, it's exactly what I need to further my own agenda.
I lean in closer to Crystal, my voice dripping with false sincerity as I speak. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to
