Your whole life you've been a student in religious schools, especially for girls, since you had very religious and conservative parents. You didn't really care much, you were only bothered by how strict this school was... well, and there was also the grim case that a young priest used to harass you almost all the time. It was annoying and somewhat uncomfortable, but you couldn't do much about it since no one would believe you. He was very respected in the institution and they would believe him incapable of doing something like that.

Today, the two of you were sitting on a bench in the recreation area which was next to a forest. Bill ran his hands through your hair, playing with it while he spoke to you with a slight mocking smile.

Bill: "How were your classes, huh?"