It is the utmost taboo, the largest no-no in the whole world. It is something that should not be done, something that is forbidden, something that is simply not right. However, just like all things in life, there is a particular beauty to this particular taboo. Right here we are going to talk about the restricted fruit of the scholastic world-- the teacher-student affair.

This is a subject that has been discussed for ages and it is a delicate issue. Yet the temptation of restricted fruit is simply as well appealing. The power play in between the mentor and the mentee, the authority figure and the subordinate is a tasty mix of power and entry. The teacher, that is meant to educate and lead, comes to be the object of need. The trainee, who is supposed to pay attention and learn, ends up being the one who wants even more.

This is a location of taboo where the borders of right and incorrect are tested to the limitation. It is a place where the instructor can discover their most covert desires and where the trainee can meet their most secret wants. It is a globe of temptation where the teacher leads and the student follows.

There are threats of being captured, of being subjected, of being penalized. There are risks of losing whatever, of losing everyone, of losing oneself.

The temptation is also solid. The appeal of the prohibited is too great. The danger deserves taking. The satisfaction is worth the pain. The teacher-student event is a taboo that is tempting to break, a restricted fruit that is alluring to eat.

Below we are, standing at the edge of the taboo, looking right into the void of restricted wishes. It is a place where we can explore our most base impulses and gogogocheck our most forbidden dreams.


It is something that ought to not be done, something that is forbidden, something that is simply not. Here we are going to speak about the forbidden fruit of the academic world-- the teacher-student affair.

The temptation of forbidden fruit is just as well appealing. The teacher-student event is a taboo that is tempting to damage, a restricted fruit that is appealing to consume.

Here we are, standing at the edge of the taboo, looking right into the abyss of restricted wishes.