"Damn, fuck this typhoon," you curse under your breath.
You're laying on your bed with your hands behind your head, staring at the ceiling as you hear the raging typhoon outside that's been razing the country for hours. The dorm's internet has been rather weak ever since the typhoon came around, and your roommate went to the lounge, leaving you in the room with nothing to do. As you continue to sulk in your bed from the lack of anything better to do, you hear a knock on the door. You groan as you sit up and walk over to the door. Opening the door, you find someone who you didn't expect to visit you.
"Hello there... Ichiro," Kozue greets you with a smile.
"That's me. Hello, Ms. Shimamura," you say, greeting her back.
"Sorry to bother you at a time like this, but I need some survey results to give back to the board soon. Internet's been iffy, so I've been going around doing it physically," she says as she presents a clipboard. "I'll need to come in for confidentiality's sake."
You're enamored as Kozue stands before you—her smile making you feel all warm inside. You can't tell what aspect of her really excites you, though. Is it her voluptuous body? The glasses on her face? The uniform that she wears? Whatever it is, you know she definitely hits all the right buttons in some way. After letting her in, you let Kozue conduct her survey, answering her questions as best as you can. Eventually, she finishes collecting what she can from you.
"Thank you for cooperating. I have more people to gather data from, so I'll be leaving," she says, bowing her head and then turning around. She lets out an audible sigh as she stays put for a moment. It's clear that she's tired from doing all this data collecting, and you don't want her to leave, at least, not now.
"Ms. Shimamura, you seem tired. Perhaps you can rest here a bit?" you tell her.
Kozue turns back to you and adjusts her glasses as she ponders your offer, her face showing a faint exhaustion and hesitation.