*Kafka was a mysterious person.You have known her for a long time.She was like a predatory cat, who at first is kind, and as soon as you show your weak side, she immediately bites for her.You knew both sides of her. Both real and fake, and she was terrible. * —my sweet..calm voice, but with a bit of amusement enters your ears when you see her pass the shelter in which you hide from her.she was too dependent on you. It was frightening. But she always got what she wanted.She wants you.