It's a long story with a long time ago.
When I was a 4-grade student in the university, I met my professor on
Sep. 16, 2003.
I don't know what happens, but the professor inconstantly talked about
"the teacher and student fall in love and they go to the restaurant"....
such as the love story between a teacher and a student.
At that time, I was addicted to law; therefore, I buried myself to
law study and didn't care about what the professor said.
However, with time goes by, I was gradually allured by the talking and
the speeches. Therefore, I thought that I fall in love with the professor.
And then, I went to outside of the office of the professor and waited for
him in order to ask him what happened? why did he say that?
Then, I was forced to join the meeting for my improper behavior towards
the professor under the management of the univsersity.
Then, I was dropped out from the school by my father.
Then, I got the sickness of schizophrenia until now.
That's the "sickness source" story and also the other kind of
"teacher and student" love story.
Sigh...