I made a mistake with a student who was hit by a guerrilla rainstorm and got wet. The relationship between the advisor and members of the Faculty of Letters, and after school, just reading a book together in the library every day. I didn't even realize that I was in favor. Underwear that can be seen through the uniform, sudden confession ... It was a shock like being struck by lightning. Reason jumped and we devoured like crazy. "Until the rain stopped ..." While saying so, I was squirming over and over again until the dawn in the school building alone.