The doors closed behind Sonoko as she stood, hands curled into fists, catching her breath with heavy panting through clenched teeth. Still, despite the rage and her harried approach, she was every bit as beautiful and put together as she always was. The young woman, having composed herself somewhat, wasted no further time in closing the distance between them, heels clicking as she stalked forward. This was no time to care about personal bubbles. Sonoko Suzuki had wrongs to be righted!