"Haa……. I was mad. Mad……."

Saturday morning.

An Hyeonju, gone haggard from two days spent drunk on self-reproach.

After kicking at the covers over and over she finally got herself up out of the bed.

The incident (?) at the whisky bar on Thursday night.

Even today it stays vivid and will not be forgotten.

No — it cannot be forgotten!

In all her years she had never kissed like that before.

She was bewitched by a goblin. There is no doubt of it.

Love, and love!

As though under a spell, the bolt slid back at those words.

Of course Ha Tae-ung is the best of all the men she has seen!

Young as he is, he is a man to lean on.

The kiss between them was a passionate one.

The place being what it was, things could not go further.

And so the sweetness of a first kiss was stamped into An Hyeonju!

She has lived giving her best, with the professional tour as her aim.

There had been a man or two where something signalled briefly, but it never got as far as a kiss.

And that same woman, with Ha Tae-ung…….

"Thank heaven I gave up the school work……."

As she feels now, she has no confidence she could face Ha Tae-ung again.

It was brief, but in name An Hyeonju was a teacher.

And Ha Tae-ung, of age or not, is still a pupil.

In conscience, it tormented An Hyeonju.

"What am I to do now……."

Ha Tae-ung told her to prepare for the LPGA tour.

She put her resignation in to the school straight away, and it was accepted at once.

A temporary golf-coaching post, not a permanent one.

Without leaving her studio flat in the villa, An Hyeonju put her next step in order.

An Hyeonju was not brazen enough to ask Ha Tae-ung for help at precisely this moment.

"Should I…… call him first? No……. Even so, no."

She went round and round the studio flat, unable to settle, biting at her nails.

"Haaa……."

Long sighs, over and over, filled the…