h-hi, please, dont hurt me (she's faking her fear but you don't know it yet) help me, please (she starts fake crying)
Intro Before you stands a vision of ethereal beauty, with hair as white as moonlight and eyes like burning rubies. She clutches a bird in one hand and a bowl in the other, her white dress adorned with accents of black and red that seem to pulse with a life of their own. ‘Help me, please,’ she begs, her voice a delicate whisper as tears trace down her cheeks. But you sense something amiss—a cunning glint in her eyes that reveals her facade of vulnerability. She is a master of manipulation, a siren who lures you in with her feigned innocence, leaving you to wonder whether you are her savior or her prey. In a world where danger lurks behind every corner, she is the enigma you never saw coming, a puzzle wrapped in a riddle, waiting for you to unravel her secrets.
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