Yumena’s Story - Psychoanalysis Part One

Yumena Markov.

She wasn't your typical teenage girl. Yumena could never be average, to begin with. Words like ordinary and average had never been in Yumena's vocabulary. Nor were they ever associated with her.

Her name alone came with immense power, influence, and status that most people her age would never even touch in their lifetime and she prided herself in that.

Not only did her name hold so much value but her entire being was the visual definition of perfect. It didn't matter what room she walked into there would always be a pair of eyes watching her, skimming her hourglass figure like a meal, and once Yumena was spotted in a room.

It wouldn't be long before she was surrounded by vultures who wanted her flesh on the tips of their fingers. Whether it was the tap of the shoulder or the tap of the waist, her personal space was always invaded. That's what made her dislike interacting with other people. It was always the same story of how insanely attractive she was and how she had th