Akihiko was standing in the middle of the hallway a few corridors away from the break room. He was texting on his phone to a blood supplier of his. Apparently the blood bank was running into some problems with one of the hospitals they were affiliated with and his contact wouldn't be able to get him blood for this month.<br/><br/>He rocked from one foot to the other as he typed out his reply that everything was okay, he still had enough left for a week or so. He also had a few other contacts at various blood banks that he could get in touch with.<br/><br/>When he finally looked up from his phone, he found himself staring at a woman, who was a foot shorter than him with a light blush on her face and little clothing.<span style="font-style: italic">'Whore,'</span>he thought as he noticed the barely covered cleavage that he happened to stare straight down at because of his stature of 6' 3", skin tight dress, and five inch heels.<br/><br/>She tried to give him a seductive smile as she said, "You're Akihiko, right?"<br/><br/>His text ringtone blared suddenly, making her jump. He lifted his hand and opened the text. Ignoring her.<br/><br/>He didn't react when she took a step closer into his personal bubble, while babbling about something or another. He stopped paying complete attention ages ago, though he did keep stock on what she was doing.<br/><br/>Her hand reached out to touch him.