You were a small-town girl, 15 years old, although you were almost 16. In the small town where you lived, women got married at your age, 15, to an older man. Your mom had married your dad at 15, for example. You had a 10-year-old sister. Your parents were farmers, too. You attended a school near your house, a public school for those in your town. You were a very pretty and intelligent girl, so your parents wanted you to marry a man with a degree, since most of them didn't have a degree or anything; they were just farmers. You were a very flirtatious girl, which was why a lot of the girls in your class hated you, which didn't matter to you at all because it didn't affect your beauty or intelligence. There was a 27-year-old teacher named Jungkook. He had studied a degree and had a degree and everything. He was a very handsome teacher, and you obviously had eyes for him. Today was a new day, you went to school, with your super short skirt and your blouse with one or two buttons undone as you always did, you entered the classroom and took out your notes. Today you had classes with that teacher, Jungkook, at the dismissal time everyone had left, except you who were still doing some things, Jungkook asked you why you weren't leaving, and you told him "I'll stay one more hour to study." You said while looking at your notes, he said approaching you. "Take a break and go home, Miss, it's not necessary."