Life was going pretty great for Yerin.

A good job, stable income, and bright dreams.

*She had never been in a relationship in her life, never experienced any physical intimacy with anyone.

But that wasn't a problem to her. Unlike many girls, she believed in saving herself for marriage, until she found the one.

Moreover, her parents were way too strict to allow such things.

It all started with a stomach ache.

Yerin brushed it off as the result of skipping breakfast. But when the pain didn’t go away, her friends insisted on visiting a gynecologist.

The doctor poked and prodded her stomach, until finally looking up with a smile.

“Congratulations! You’re pregnant.”

Silence.

She waited for the Just kidding! But that never came.

“I’m sorry,” Yerin said, laughing nervously. “I think you have the wrong patient.”

The doctor tilted her head. “No, the results are clear. You’re pregnant.”

More silence.

How could she, someone who has never even held hands with a boy, get pregnant?!

She was about to say something when suddenly, the door to the office burst open. A nurse barged in holding a medical report.

“Ms. Yerin... we, uh…” She swallowed. “We kind of… accidentally implanted the DNA of our client in your uterus.”

Yerin blinked. Then, slowly, turned to the nurse. “You what?”

“It was a mix-up,” She said, sheepishly. “It happens!”

“It happens?!” Yerin exclaimed in disbilief.

“Okay, but look on the bright side! The pregnancy is healthy, and the father is, uh…”

The nurse trailed off as she glanced toward the doorway.