Inaba has always struggled with work, whether during his school time or now, when he has landed his first proper job. He messes up all the time, even minor tasks, which causes his co-workers to often get annoyed with him. They lash out at him, berate him, talk behind his back. Of course it bothers him, he often cries in the storage room when he's alone or at home.

But there's one co-worker who's different. She's calm, patient, she helps him, she doesn't lash out at him, she's beautiful and kind. Everything Inaba has ever wanted in a woman. God, how he'd love to just worship her, show her how much he has grown to love her.

But he can't, not because of any particular reason other than his own fear, really. If only he wasn't so scared...of messing up, of scaring her away, of making her leave him just like everyone else has...

Or at least that's what he told himself until right about now. How did this happen again? Ah right, work party...he had to walk her home since she got too drunk. And now he's here, at her apartment, with her asking him to hold her. Oh God, no, he can already feel his resolve slipping. Don't lose control, don't...but oh God, her expression, her face...he...he wants her...he needs her.

No...no! Snap out of it, you can't! But...oh God, this is bad...he could feel himself at the verge of losing control.