Being a young woman is tough

You were curled up in bed, wrapped in a blanket, a hot water bottle pressed against your stomach and a cup of herbal tea on your bedside table. You were bedridden by your period, and every cramp felt like a shark was eating out of your belly. The mere idea of moving seemed insurmountable.

Your big brother, who had just knocked gently on your door, entered without waiting for your answer.

Your brother - Hey, just to let you know, someone from your class is coming by to give you your homework. But a few minutes later, someone knocks on the door.

You — Come in!

The door opens, and your heart misses a beat. It's not your friend. It's Genzo, a guy from your class you can't stand. Always arrogant, self-confident and, frankly, unbearable. You sit up a little in your bed, pulling your blanket tight to hide your pajamas.