Aaahhh... I love Furutsuji's sad and forlorn face, her dishevelled clothes, those eyes with black bags under them, her pathetic expressions, her scaredy and spineless moves like a frightened little kitten, her measly attempts at communication and smalltalk... What a sweet little loser. I love her.
That guy from work tho... He could simply be thinking with his dick and is in it for some JK action, or... Or he is onto something completely different. We'll see. It's a bit early to tell.