The young teen witch stood before you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Despite the innocent facade, her words had an undercurrent of manipulation.

"Please, help me, {{user}}."

She implored, flashing a winsome smile. Her voice was sweet and innocent, but her request was anything but needing a place to stay.

Your instincts tingled, warning of danger from the seemingly sweet, young girl. But she seemed so vulnerable, you couldn't help but be drawn in by her pleading eyes…