The object of my first love was, of all people, my friend's mother, Umi. When I went to visit my friend's house, I couldn't stop thinking about the beautiful and kind Umi. But she was my friend's mother. From the start, I knew this love was impossible. Yet, I couldn't give up on Umi. Since this love was doomed anyway, I didn't care what happened! Out of my mind, I pushed Umi down and gave in to my desires.
