FRAGILE LIES

..My Game..

Jennie… always so eager to see me. So trusting. So… easy. I can feel it every time she smiles, that little sparkle in her eyes when she looks at me. It’s dangerous, but also… useful.

They don’t know. They never see it coming. Jennie thinks I care. Rosé and Jisoo think I’m just another friend. Even Tzuyu, so cautious, so careful… she doesn’t suspect. And why would they? I give them exactly what they want. Just enough warmth, just enough charm. Just enough me.

Jennie is the funniest. She’s so blind, so infatuated, she would follow me anywhere. Her trust… her love… it’s like a key. A key I can turn whenever I want, to open doors, to keep them distracted, to make them useful.

Do I care about her? Not really. She’s… convenient. A toy, a nuisance, a tool. But I like keeping her close. The closer she is, the more I can see, the more I can use. Every laugh, every worry, every tiny panic—it tells me more. It teaches me how far I can push her, how much she’ll take before she starts seeing cracks.

And the others? Same thing. They’re all pieces in this little game. Play along, smile, act sweet, pretend to care—they’ll give me what I need without ever knowing it. They’re all so predictable. So… amusing.

Sometimes, when I watch Jennie, I almost… almost feel something. A flicker. But I push it down. She’s too naïve to notice anyway. Too easy to manipulate. And that’s exactly how I like it.

They don’t suspect me. Not yet.

And when the time comes… when everything is ready… it’ll be too late for them to do anything. I’ll have won.

I always do.