They warn us of the obvious evil.

Liquor. Pills. Cigarettes. Guns. Needles. Dark eyes glinting in the reflection of a switchblade in the shadowed alley. White vans. Broken condoms.

What they didn't warn us of were the soft eyes. The shy smiles. The allure of kindness. Breathtaking charm and charisma.
That evil can be the person beside you. Inside you.

In the bloodshot eyes looking back at you in the mirror.