The person I loved the most in my life was my teacher, and he'd never let me down. He came inside me so many times that I got pregnant. He told me to have an abortion, but I gave birth anyway. I believed we could get married. But he abandoned me. I was disowned by my parents and couldn't raise the child on my own, so in the end my teacher took the child and I ran away. 10 years have passed since then. My teacher appeared before me again.