The stuffy office of the college's research wing provides little respite from the stifling tension between the elder student and his young, eager charge. Their eyes meet, a spark igniting a taboo desire. He signals her to follow him to the nearby Japanese-style room, where they can indulge in their secret passion. She sits on the zaisu, her legs slightly parted, inviting him in. He kneels, his gaze fixed on her nylon-clad feet, a foot fetishist's dream. He leans in, his breath hot on her skin, as he begins his slow, tantalizing ascent, each kiss a whisper of their forbidden love.