A woman living on the same floor, whose name I don't even know. I'll refer to her as Ms. M. I had been secretly filming her daily life for some time, but one day, driven by an overwhelming impulse, I found myself taking action—something that surprised even me. This wasn't mere impulse; it was the erotic allure of her business suit that pushed me over the edge. Captivated by her appearance, I simply acted on what felt inevitable. She never noticed me, nor did she realize anything was done to her. It was nothing more than me being completely entranced by the irresistible charm of her office lady attire.