I joined the company because I wanted to be a swimsuit designer, but due to the economic downturn, I ended up helping in the sales department instead of the design department… Due to a schedule management mistake by a senior who was unable to work, a model came to a client to fit a new swimsuit. No trouble. “Then, you come! We’re wasting our time!” With no escape, he is forced to wear an erotic swimsuit that exposes a lot of exposure… A penetrating sexual gaze, and an escalating act of sexual harassment. She’s a model in name only, but she’s also a complete sex worker… Her mind and body are torn apart by being fucked by clients and co-workers. As I continue to endure it, the naughty gaze becomes addictive and I get addicted to the group circle…If my dreams don’t come true, I don’t care what happens…
