"Aish, Seung Im-ah, you've gotta be kidding me. I didn't expect you to leave for real...", Mrs. Cheon sighed as she sat down on her only daughter's bed while watching her packing her second and last suit case. 

"Omma, you know I always keep my promises. Besides, I've shown you the pamphlet! The school seems to be decent. We both know it's better than the one here in Pohang." Seung Im was starting to get irritated by her mother's behaviour. She has lost count of how many times she has already praised the school to try and reassure her that she was going to be alright. Of course mothers still always worry but she was not a little child anymore. 

"Seung Im-ah..." Her mother tapped the empty space next to her on the bed and her facial expression was more serious than before. Seung Im took a seat. After she had made sure she had her daughter's attention, Mrs. Cheon kept going. "It's not the school I'm doubting but its students."

Seung Im sighed inwardly. She knew what was to come. Sometimes it felt like a punishment to her to be born a girl.

"It is an all boys school, dear. I'm surprised they haven't figured out you're not male yet and that you got in, to be honest. I mean you definietly look like a girl, precisely, a beautiful and strong young woman and that is the point. I'm afraid those hormone controlled boys won't be able to keep their filthy hands off you..." Her mother caressed her hair lovingly and then moved on to tracing Seung Im's soft