ASHCREAM

"Teacher, please marry me." "You're only twenty years old." At first, his voice held a laugh of disbelief, but it soon turned drier. “For a first meeting in three years, today was… memorable. You think of me as trash who sleeps with his students? Don’t ever come to a place like this again. You could really end up with a truly trashy guy.” First school, last student. The girl who once asked him to see her not as a student but as a woman… had already become a woman.