High school girls in their pristine sailor suits board the train, unaware of the lurking predators. A hand snakes up a thigh, another cups a breast, the teens gasp, their cheeks flushing a deep crimson. They try to ignore the intrusive touch, but their bodies betray them, nipples hardening, pussies dampening. The gropers, emboldened, continue their Iki, their faces inches from the girls' as they fondle and expose them, the high school hell unending until the train's next stop.