During the summer vacation, the girls talk to me cheerfully with their tanned skin peeking through the gaps in their shirts. “Teacher, today I can swim 50 meters,” the girls say innocently, still innocent and unblemished. A body that is in the process of growing small and swelled, and a lower body that has not yet grown hair. As a teacher, I was lusting for such girls and when I noticed, I was repeating mischief. I can't forget the feeling I've never felt before, and I call the students today and do obscene acts.
