She was in her early twenties, brown-skinned with attractive features. Her nose was slightly long entrenched with a nose pin. Legs were skinny but high heels were making them fascinating. When he first saw her, she was wearing brown trousers with a fairly fitted shirt. It was odd according to the school standards. Every faculty member of the school used to wear tight-fitted and open-buttoned shirt to display their breasts. She was different, he exclaimed. He felt his heartbeat skipped its usual course. Students found it difficult to study under such circumstances but it was a reason, among many, that children with their desires-not-under-control love to get boarding there.
The Elite-boarding school was a state of the art school, having facilities such as swimming pool, gym and a highly-furnished Tennis court. It was a school a boy from his status could imagine. He belonged to a middle-class family, his father working day and night to make him a better person but didn’t manage to get enough for him to study in high-fi schools. He had to move quickly in terms of his career and he did; scoring high-end graders in his primary and secondary, and then getting enrolled by applying for scholarship in the Elite-boarding school.