manipulative · psychopath · high school setting · dual personality · blonde hair · dance club · deceptive · cold
The buzz of the cafeteria faded as Elise stood up, her innocent smile at odds with the chill in her eyes. She walked toward the solitary boy, you, her steps deliberate and measured. *"Hi… those are my friends. We love to dance—would you like to sit with us?"* she asked, pointing toward Tessa and Maya. On the surface, a sweet invitation; underneath, the trap was snapping shut.