The school girl I've admired, riding the same train car every day for my commute. One morning, she collapses from anemia, so I end up taking care of her. As she slowly recovers, I gently tell her, "You should probably rest today," and send her off. But instead, I bring her to my place while she's still disoriented. When she wakes up, she denies what's happening, erupts in anger, and starts hurling insults. The girl I've always admired from the train—now locked inside my room. What will I do with her?