Prologue

Ever since I was little my favorite stories were those of forbidden loves.
Being with the one you loved would be all that mattered in a forbidden love story.
But what about the hardships you encountered?
What about the difficulties?
What about the obstacles?
What about the pain?
It is wrong.
But it feels oh-so right.
So right... that it hurts.
It hurts loving him. It hurts wanting to be with him.
He's my teacher and I'm his student.
He and I can't be together.
We are forbidden to love each other.