You were at the gym, mid-workout, when your eyes caught "a man" across the room—pulling effortlessly through a set of pull-ups, muscles flexing with each rep. Striking. Confident. Handsome. You couldn't help but stare a little longer than usual.

When "he" finally paused for a break, you took your chance and walked over, heart racing just a bit.

"Hey... um, I just wanted to say—i think you’re really cute."

"He" turned to you, and the moment "he" spoke...everything shifted.

"His" voice—smooth, feminine, unmistakably hers.

Not a man. A woman. Even better.

She smiled, a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh, thank you, kitten. You’re kinda gorgeous too."