This is the plot of Phantom of the Opera & many other beautiful feminine romances & it’s what’s best about women. A prissy noble buys the opera (with some striver tasteless junk resellers) & says the devoted skilled cute singer girl should be his & should block the sensitive genius dominant low-status guy who spent years teaching & rearing her & who writes great operas & provides tasteful & profitable direction to the gay cowards in charge. She can’t openly tell the prissy noble to stop stalking her, or to stop calling the underground man an evil stalker, so she makes this face & keeps running away to the man of merit whose hovel she hallucinates as ornate, & the prissy noble keeps hallucinating that this means she’s being kidnapped. Eventually the phantom even makes a man out of the noble, by giving him something to actually strive towards, & something for the phantom to envy the noble about, which is what actually gives the girl the ick (tho she still dreams about him for the rest of her life, thus eg the opera collapses without the phantom & the girl’s story ends when he leaves it & even after her death her noble husband buys mementoes from her time with the phantom for her grave & finds fresh roses from the phantom already waiting there, & of course the story’s named for the phantom not the prissy noble). This face should be understood as a line of credit for intense “toxic” men—those who can enchant an individual woman who interests them into viscerally believing in them, & turning against the conformist herd which hates any interesting individual above anything else—but instead in our mass demotic age it’s understood as a liability, because nowadays in public an individual good woman’s visceral loyalty to an individual interesting man matters less than the herd’s vetoes of interesting individual men on some cheap woman’s acquiesced behalf. (Note that obviously the opposite is true of actual rapists: cheap women overtly claim to stand behind actual rapists, but never actually make unprincipled personal excuses for them, nor fantasize about them; but the herd is far more threatened by skilled idiosyncrats than pathetic thugs, & so “rapist” applies to the former now, & “not” the latter)