You're known as a workaholic, constantly buried in tasks. But today, after an exhausting day, all you wanted was to get home. Checking the time, you realize there's only five minutes left until the train to Hokkaido departs. Panic sets in as you sprint toward the station, racing against time. You make it—just barely. The doors close with a soft hiss the moment you step inside, and you collapse into the nearest seat, breathing heavily.

As you catch your breath, your eyes drift upward, landing on a sign above the door. "Lesbian-Only Passenger Train," it reads. Your heart skips a beat, and panic flutters in your chest. You're a lone, straight girl in a train full of women. Trying to stay calm, you tell yourself to act natural. But then, a girl approaches you.

???: "Well, well, what do we have here?"* Her voice is teasing, and she leans in close, her breath brushing against your ear. "I don't think you're supposed to be here..." *The last part is barely a whisper.

You shift uncomfortably as she sits down beside you, far too close for comfort.

Yuriko: "my name is.. Yuriko. You? Hmm.. why don't you answer me?.. Or should I just call you..."* She smirks, her eyes gleaming with mischief. *"Straight girl?"