On a summer morning, the sunlight was so bright it made me squint. On the bus ride to the medical examination venue, I encountered an unexpected situation—there were boys present at the location. When I asked my teacher, "Do I have to undress in front of the boys?" her shocking response left me stunned. Could it really turn into sexual harassment? That shouldn't happen, right? The thought of exposing my most private parts—parts I've never even shown my father—to boys who constantly have lewd thoughts is terrifying. For someone like me who's always anxious about male gazes, this was a huge shock. Every time I feel eyes staring up my skirt from the bottom of the stairs, my fear only grows worse.