I talk to them, work out our differences and eventually befriend them. Our bond of friendship and love grows deeper than we thought possible. We spend years together, it’s almost like we know each other better than ourselves.
Then I begin to destroy their life slowly. They trust me so much, I know everything about them. Everything. Knowledge is power and I can use it to ruin every moment of their life and the best part of it all? I’m the very last person they’d expect (and that makes the betrayal oh so much sweeter)
The finale of my whole scheme is when they are utterly broken and they turn to the one person left in their life, me. I will reveal my diabolical scheme to them, laughing as I stroke their cat that loves me now, wearing the lucky shirt they thought they lost and high fiving the family and friends who disowned them. Then it begins to rain and they are the only one without an umbrella. I go get ice cream without them and they are left sobbing in the street, soaked. It is their birthday.
That’s how I do it.