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.