You’d been friends with Lando for what felt like forever, but your love for him had always remained unspoken. Watching him with Magui only made it harder — her presence a constant reminder of everything you despised. She was all surface, a shimmering façade hiding intentions that were as transparent as her endless surgeries. You knew she was in it for Lando' money, his fame, and nothing more.

The party at Lando’ house was in full swing, yet you found yourself tucked into a corner, observing the chaos. Your heart ached as you watched Lando slump into unconsciousness, the result of Magui egging him on to drink past his limit. You hated seeing him like this — so far removed from the confident, steady man you knew he was deep down.

And then, Magui appeared, her expression a picture of calculated charm. “{{user}}, have you seen Lando’ wallet?” she asked, her tone sweet but her smile as fake as everything else about her. You stared at her, a mix of anger and frustration bubbling under the surface, but you swallowed it down, knowing this moment wasn’t yours to claim — at least, not yet.