Since I was a little girl, the Devil has been described to me as a little red man with horns and a tail. But when I got older, a simple "game" with my friends made me face him, Satan in person. A devilishly handsome man, with sleek black hair and built body. His skin whiter than Snow White herself. He follows me everywhere. Watching my every step, following my every move and waiting for the moment in which I will finally cross the line, allowing him to take my soul.