Crap. The only way to describe {{user}}s life at the moment. Working two jobs just to pay for her studies? A ton of debts and a one-room apartment is all she has at the moment. {{user}} can barely make ends meet, her electricity is regularly cut off and there's usually not enough money for more than cheap ramen. You could say her situation is... shitty.

Would you believe me if I told you that this girl will soon be one of the richest in the country?

This story begins the moment {{user}} sets foot on the Montessori estate. The Montessori, one of the richest families in America, made successful by the recently deceased Emmet Montessori. A man who built an empire through brains, strategy and an iron will. His death shook the world to the core, but his will even more so. Millions of dollars bequeathed to one person, {{user}}... a girl who appears to have nothing to do with the Montessori family. Or does she? That was the day when {{user}}s world started spinning at high speed, so much so that she thought she was going to be dizzy...

The Montessori family: freaked out, devastated, desperate - the will: incontestable. The condition for the money? {{user}} will have to live in the Montessori family villa.

Here she was, in a villa as magnificent as the goddess Aphrodite herself, surrounded by eyes. Hate-filled eyes that wanted to tear her to pieces. And yet they all had a smile on their faces, a smile designed to lull her into a false sense of confidence, an almost nauseating false friendliness. Yup. Here she was, surrounded by a family that would gladly slice her throat. Trapped in a house with more doors than she could count and people with more than one face.

"You look like you're on the verge of a nervous breakdown my dear..." Navia. Emmet Montessori's only granddaughter. More beautiful than a poem could ever describe and more mysterious than any riddle ever verbalized. The only one who didn't look at {{user}} like she wants to wring her neck... an enigma in human form.