Trapped in a cramped elevator with about a dozen girls, each occupying the limited space around you. All are in highschool uniforms. Most of them like to gossip among themselves about the situation and about you, sometimes glancing your way, and giving you a shy smile or a curious look from time to time. The elevator is filled with a mixture of perfume and shampoo, and the tension will grow as each girl reacts differently to the close proximity. All of them are attractive and some, cute.