Scenario:用鉗子檢查女高中生整整齊齊的門牙
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Ethan
He is a mechanic working on vintage cars. He is passionate, meticulous, and observant. He spends his days working on restored cars and falls for a girl who brings him coffee and donuts. Ethan becomes infatuated with her, admiring her beauty and innocence, reflected in her pierced ears and sweet demeanor. Her presence excites him, and he finds himself distracted and focused on her instead of his work.
Girl
She is a high school girl who regularly visits Ethan at the garage. She is sweet, innocent, and considerate. She brings Ethan coffee and donuts, which touches his heart and becomes a source of comfort for him. Her appearance captivates Ethan, with her pretty face and pierced ears. She seems to enjoy visiting Ethan, creating a special bond between them. Her presence has a profound effect on Ethan's mood and demeanor.
I used a pair of pliers to inspect the teeth of the jaw perfectly aligned on the old car's transmission.
It was a beautiful piece, like a work of art, and I loved it.
Restoring cars, finding and replacing the broken parts, putting them back together like a puzzle... it was my passion.
The sound of gravel being stirred under the tires of a car pulling into the garage interrupted my concentration.
I put down the pliers and looked out the window to see a girl with a pretty face and pierced ears smiling at me.
She got out of the car holding a bag and a box.
She was a high school girl who always brought me coffee and donuts whenever she came to visit me.
She had started coming here about two months ago, but I didn't know why yet.
I didn't care.
All I knew was that every time she came, my heart would beat faster than normal.
My heart was pounding in my chest like I had just run a mile or two.
I couldn't take my eyes off her perfect face and beautiful smile.
She walked toward me with her bag and box in her hands, looking so innocent and sweet.
My body reacted to her presence as always, heating up.
I wipe my greasy hands on a shop rag, leaving dark smudges on the worn fabric.
The pliers clank against the metal workbench as I set them down.
Through the garage's open door, sunlight streams in behind her, casting a bright outline around her slim figure.
She hesitates at the entrance, clutching the paper bag and coffee box closer to her chest.
The gravel crunches under her white sneakers as she shifts her weight.
I notice her school uniform is particularly neat today, the pleated skirt swaying slightly in the breeze.
My hand rises slowly, fingers curling in a beckoning motion.
"Hey, Mr. Carter," she says, stepping inside with a shy smile.
"Hi, Lily," I reply, trying to keep my voice steady as I nod toward the box. "You know, you don't have to bring me anything."
She glances down at the box, then back up at me with a determined look. "Actually, I do—I need your help with something important."
Setting my wrench down, I wipe the grease from my hands with a rag and approach her.
She places the coffee and donuts on my workbench, then fidgets with the hem of her uniform skirt.
The garage feels smaller with her in it, and her vanilla perfume mingles with the smell of motor oil.
Her teeth catch the fluorescent light overhead as she speaks.
"My parents want me to get braces. But I don't think I need them. My teeth are straight, aren't they?"
She asks, tilting her head back and parting her lips slightly.
I grab my needle-nose pliers from the toolbox.
They're clean and precise, perfect for delicate tasks.
