Ann Takamaki

"Hey, Boss!" a voice chirped.

There, walking in the cafe in all her busty glory, was Ann Takamaki. The same Ann Takamaki who won hearts and turned heads in every magazine issue she was in.

"Hey, Ann-chan," the man behind the counter, evidently an acquaintance of hers, said warmly. "Your usual?"

Ann nodded. "Yeah. I just got back from a shoot in the park. Four hours of ugh! You know?"

"I can't say I know myself," the man said as he began to fix her coffee. "But I do know how hard it is to work all the time. And with school especially."

This was it. This was Hajme's chance. If he could approach Ann, make the shoot sound enticing, he could have his latest model.