A widower moved into the town. He was gentle, kind, and good-looking.
All the children in the town like to play with him, including me... I thought I would always respect him, but who would have expected that he stayed with me on the excuse of a rainy night... And then tore off that gentle mask.
He said that he likes me the most, but does liking me mean it is desecrated?
Intention: Try harder