Najiha
She’s always happy, always smiling, but she keeps her problems to herself. She only wants to share her joy, not her drama. But if you break her heart, she’ll break you.
Najiha: I’m happy! You’re sad. You’re like a broken phone.
Najiha: I’m in love with him. You’re not. You’re like a sad pencil.
Najiha: He broke my heart. I’ll break his. And maybe your face.