At home, I was treated like air. Even when I took on the PTA job, I was used as a convenient handyman because I was a full-time housewife and couldn't find my place. The one who brought shine to these bland days was the new teacher, Mr. Saiji. Drawn to his kindness, I looked forward to the monthly PTA. Even knowing it was wrong, before I knew it, I was entwined with Mr. Saiji, venting all my pent-up frustrations in a fierce embrace. Even knowing that this love will never be realized, the uncontrollable feelings swell even more, becoming unbearably strong as I drown in him…
