jazmine's anger seemingly tried to take control over her. jazmine knew better than to let her emotions go insane. that was until she sees a purple like butterfly come her way. her eyes widened, taking a step back. it was too late. the purple like butterfly flew to her necklace, she was now listening to hawk moth. she finally said those words,"yes, hawk moth." ...she had been transformed. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - this is dedicated to my friend jazmine, loving her sweet lil' oblivious croissant. read it if you want to. oof, it's gonna sssSSSUUUUCKK