Let me tell you an unusual story.

The story is about a rich, beautiful psychiatrist who is a little bit weird, and who has decided to leave her busy, depressing life behind-

to become a teacher.

Lilith Ritter is more than just a strict personality. Her deterrent appearance will not please everyone.

She has a dark aura and that venomous look in her eyes.

When she looks at people, she loathes them.

She avoids everything and everyone who crosses her path. She avoids social contact as much as she can, and her fierce expression has remained as unchanged in recent years as the historical expressions of the artworks in the Louvre.

So the woman is Hateful? No. Somewhere, deep inside, there is something of a good side inside this mischievous, depressed dominant beauty. Something like a heart.

Of course, Ms. Ritter isn't Heartless.

Despite this ruthless, manipulative character, the lifeless depressed woman who smokes cigarette after cigarette and despite her age, she is the most attractive woman around, and she even has feelings, despite her emotionless life.

Deep inside, Lillith is also delighted by the colorful butterfly that flies by. Lilith also escapes a dark laugh when she talks to people, well, she probably laughs more at their lack of charm.

There are actually things that Ms. Ritter is interested in. Medicine for example. Or the literature.

But Ms. Ritter is much more excited about the ability to manipulate people.

The woman also prefers to take a second look when she walks past a beautiful woman.

So why should such a gloomy

person choose a job that involves interacting with people most of the time?

Lilith has had countless of these surprising, pointless turning points in her life. So why should she have a reason this time?

Well, maybe she did it to get closer to the young women around her. She had had many relationships with young women.

The woman can even remember some.

Once, she met a girl, whose name she had long since forgotten, in the middle of the street. She was zipping around in her convertible that she bought out of sheer boredom. So she met this girl who was hurrying incredibly fast.

"Need a ride?" Lilith slowly drove the car towards the girl.

"What?" the girl stuttered, stopping breathless.

The young girl hesitantly looked at Lilith's discreetly made-up face.

"Come," she had both of her hands on the steering wheel, fingernails matching the black leather.

"Oh, I have to go to the airport. I'm missing my plane," the girl explained, gasping.

"What a coincidence, so do I," Lilith smiles nonchalantly. She lied.

The girl's eyes widened.

"Oh my god, you're saving my life!" she said, opening the door.

"You're welcome hun," Lilith replied, giving the girl a seductive look.

Thanking Lilith for taking her with her, the girl got in touch after a month and wanted to invite Lilith to have dinner together.

But Lilith never appeared.

Lilith's last relationship, if you can call it a relationship, was a few months ago. It was a man. A neighbor of hers, to be exact.

He had insisted on inviting his beautiful, mysterious neighbor to his home. And after a few meetings, Lilith lost interest in this tedious man.

She continued visiting his house.

Not to see him, but his young daughter, whom he had previously introduced to her.

Somehow, however, Lilith also lost interest in his daughter.

Ms. Ritter has always had an eye for younger women.

But the right woman didn't exist in this world. She was more than sure about that.

Despite this, she occasionally met some young girls. She knew it wasn't right, or something that would last a long time.

In her new life as a lecturer, she would stay away from girls.

Well, she thought so.

If she hadn't decided to become a college lecturer, the story would have been different.

And you would never have met her.