Every day feels the same—after work it's laundry, cooking. Even on days off, I just want to relax a little, but as soon as I wake up it's laundry again, cleaning. Before I know it, it's already past noon, I'm hungry, so I head to the convenience store. Might as well stop by the supermarket too. This routine keeps going, leaving no time to hang out with friends. I've even grown uncomfortable drinking outside lately. I rarely drink at home either—being alone feels lonely, yet having no personal time bothers me too. And going out? The crowds just exhaust me. I got so fed up with this life that I quit my job. After quitting, I had way too much free time—rearranging my room was about the only thing to do. One day, I went out for a change of pace and someone approached me. I'd always been a bit curious, so instead of feeling scared, I happily started talking. I don't think of myself as sexy, but people often tell me I come off that way. You'll probably understand what they mean once you see it for yourself.