[Poriuretan] Internet Cafe

A late-night session at an internet cafe turns nightmarish when a short-haired girl wearing nothing but knee socks and headphones has her cubicle invaded by a heavyset older man. Pinned to the floor just thin partitions away from oblivious patrons, she muffles her cries as he has his way with her, her thoughts betraying the surreal shock of being taken 'with some strange old man' while keyboards keep clicking on the other side of the wall. Stark overhead compositions turn the cramped cubicles into a stage of helpless exposure, where every muffled moan risks discovery.