Story 1:

I met a man. Our connection progressed swiftly, and he asked me to his home. I entered the restroom to wash my hands, but there was no towel. I opened the cabinet and discovered a bra.
I took it and proceeded to ask my “boyfriend,” “What’s that supposed to mean?” And he calmly said, “Just don’t get it dirty; I have to send it to a customer.”
It turns out that he was creating custom bras. I wasn’t convinced at first, but when he showed me the mannequins and his workspace, I felt a bit ashamed. I felt a little disappointed that we had to split ways ultimately. However, it was not because of his employment; we simply did not get along.

Story 2:

My neighbor is 78 years old and lives alone. A kind and peaceful woman. I saw that a young man started visiting her. It would have been nothing, but when he arrived, I heard screams.
I began to worry, so one day I knocked on the door. They are calm. And suddenly the door opens, revealing an elderly woman dressed in a karate kimono.
I was blown away! She wanted to try something new in her old age, and this guy started showing her various postures and lunges.

Story 3:

One day, I’m on the train headed home from work, crocheting a pullover. That’s how I relax and pass the time on the road. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice the man next to me staring at me and moving closer and closer.
I suppose that’s the last thing I need right now. And then I glance down and see him clutching a knitting book. It turns out he was merely watching me crochet. We ended up conversing and getting to know each other. We are still in contact.