The first problem one faces while leaving with Jung Jessica is how the place can never be clean. She would often underline the term 'clean and tidy' on the blackboard, explaining the meaning and importance of it to kindergarden kids, lock heads with high school kids;taunting them of their inablitiy to keep the country clean. The biggest of all hypocrite will be she, herself. Seo Joo Hyun, her wife and her student could testify.

Upon stepping inside the house, she was nauseated by the smell of unwashed clothes and stinking utensils. Jung Jessica remained sprawled on the wooden floor, her clothes torn and hair a mess. A normal person might've called the police, an abnormal one would've ran away. Seohyun? She heaved a sigh, grabbed a basket and began to stuff the clothes inside the basket. 

"Unnie, wake up!" She poked Jessica's body. "Unnie!"

Her nasal voice roused Jessica up. She began to mash her eyes with a fist, eyeing the girl warily. "What are you doing in my house, student?" She frowned. "Wait!" She showed Seohyun her palm. "Why am I on the floor?Wearing these-"she plucked a bit of the torn fabric in , lips curling down in distaste and eyes narrowing.

Seohyun ran a hand down her silky black hair. When she let her hair fall to her side, she noticed she had plucked a little of her hair in them. Being with Jessica's that stressful. "Unnie, have you really forgotten me?" Without waiting for a reply, she added, "good. Now you might a