A woman in a short skirt is often seen on the street. She looks defenseless and shows no sign of caring about her surroundings. Her underwear occasionally peeks out from under her fluttering skirt, and it catches my eye and I can't help but notice it. I must have been staring too long, because our eyes meet. I try to look away to cover it up, but I can't hide my nervousness. In the awkward atmosphere, she smiles and slowly opens her skirt...