She was the good girl raised by good, albeit strict parents.
He was, while not truly a bad boy, certainly the type to get lumped in with them.
At first, it was a simple case of charity. She noticed he was doing badly in physics, and offered to help him study it. Despite the crude statements from his ‘friends’, it was strictly schoolwork.
But they got to talking, then hanging out socially, and then he admitted his feelings.
She should have said she didn’t share them, it would have made everything easier.
But she was raised to tell the truth…