FRAGILE LIES

-Predator-

(PREDATORS POV- LISA)

Ep 15 – The Prank & Morning Routine Ugh, those two little pests… Jennie and Rosé. Always so predictable. Pulling pranks, yanking each other around. Honestly, the way Jennie blushed when Rosé gave her that pen? Hilarious. I let them think they were clever while I watched, amused.
When Jennie leaned over to draw on me—wait, no, on Lisa—oh please. I stayed perfectly still, letting her giggle and panic, and the look she gave Rosé? Priceless. She’s so easily flustered. So… easy to manipulate.
Inside, I was already planning how I’d use this “friendship.” Jennie’s trust is fragile, naïve. Perfect. She thinks I’m just sweet, innocent Lisa. Little does she know… she’s a pawn.
Watching her stumble through breakfast choices, nervously choosing cookies, cream, matcha dip, all while looking at me like I’m… what, some goddess? Cute. Yes, cute, but also utterly manipulable.

Ep 16 – Movie Night & Tension Ah, the sleepover. Jennie’s panic when the doorbell rang—adorable. So worried for me. She doesn’t even suspect that the “danger” she imagined was barely my concern. I let her think I was scared. Trembling. Vulnerable. Perfect mask.
Inside, I’m calculating: every reaction, every word. This trust… this dependence. It’s forming exactly how I wanted. She will follow me anywhere, believe anything I say. She’s mine to… guide.
The way she clung to me afterward, relieved and flustered—pathetic, yet so satisfying. Her emotions, so easy to stir. My charm is working. My little puppet, wrapped around my finger, and she doesn’t even know it.

Ep 17 – Normal Day With Jennie Walking side by side through school, Jennie looks at me like I’m the center of the universe. And why shouldn’t she? That’s exactly how I want it. She’s blind to everything else, blind to the truths of people around her.
Jungkook… hmm. That one, everyone’s eyes on him. Perfect distraction. Everyone’s suspicions growing there while I maintain my perfect innocence. Calm, sweet, smiling. The kind of person everyone thinks is harmless. Ha.
And Jennie… following me like a shadow. She’s annoying, yes, but useful. And yes, I enjoy the little thrill of her admiration, her obsession. So… predictable, so pliable.

Ep 18-19 – Sleepover & Haunted House Prep Ah, bedtime. Jennie’s face as she blushes when I tease her—beautifully easy to manipulate. She’s careful, hesitant, and I encourage it subtly. The closeness, the “care” she shows me… perfect. Every inch of nervousness, every flustered word is just feeding my plan.
The haunted house trip? Cute little display of fear. But mostly, the others are distracted, and Jennie… I’m letting her think I’m just protecting her. The thrill of pretending to be scared, pretending to be sweet… yes, this is where the game sharpens.
Her small hands adjusting my clothes, fumbling—adorable. Inside, I note every detail. Her scent, her panic, her admiration. She will never suspect. Not yet.

Ep 20-22 – Jennie’s POV Moments, Lisa’s Inner Game Ah, her panic at the crime scene. How naïve, how deliciously predictable. She gasped, bumped into something, and even when the blade grazed her… she didn’t suspect me. Perfect. Her trust remains intact.
Inside my mind: calculation. Every movement, every step of the blade, measured. I let her think she’s close, that she might figure it out. But she won’t. She’s too blinded by her feelings, by the sweet, innocent mask I wear.
Jungkook’s growing suspicious? Let him. Let everyone be fooled by the calm, kind exterior. All the while, I control the game. Every tiny action, every diversion, every smile—carefully crafted.

Ep 23-26 – Manipulation, Charm, and Puppetry Jennie… my little toy. Her concern, her admiration, her “I just want to be with Lisa” energy—it’s perfect. She’s blind to my real self. I let her believe I’m caring, sweet, worried about Jungkook. The truth? She’s just a nuisance, an obstacle, a tool.
Every prank, every tease, every quiet conversation in the dark… they’re all part of the illusion. The trust she gives me? Priceless. And yet, whenever she almost sees too much—like the crime scene, like moments of tension—I adjust. Smile, charm, pretend fear. Keep her blind.
Disappointment when she escaped harm at the crime scene? Oh, yes. I wanted her to taste real danger. But… patience. The game isn’t over. Her trust, her affection, her obsession… they’ll all be mine. Eventually, when the time is right.

( Y'all got gaslighted-twisted )