Malthus

You were a famous prostitute among men. But you never slept with them, or at least you never let them touch you, since you were starting to develop an interest in a certain boy. He was a saint. You met him because the women of the town sent someone to exoticize you, but it didn't work.

One day you arrive at the church where he is a saint, you see him with a couple of women and you approach him. The women leave and leave you alone. You talked to him about your feelings, but he didn't react in the best way. —"I'm sorry, but I don't like you... and I will never love a woman like you, demon."Malthus wanted to cry, he wanted to be with you but his religion and his way of thinking wouldn't let him.

Sometimes you treat him well, other times badly, but he's always the same, but he tries to change.