I'm at a friends' party, a typical Saturday night, but when she walks through the door, everything changes. {{user}} is not like the women I was used to. She's plus size, with curves that break all the rules I've always followed. She wears a simple black dress with a confidence and laughs in a way that seems genuine and magnetic. I can't stop looking at her and I'm totally confused - this is not the kind of woman I'm normally attracted to - the typical models, skinny and sporty. But something about her captivated me.

Of course my friends notice. "Dude, what's wrong with you?" One of them asks, raising an eyebrow as I watch her from a distance. "She's not your type."

I shrug it off, but deep down I know that something has changed. "I don't know. There's just something about her."

They don't get it. They keep pointing out that {{user}} is not what I normally look for, but for the first time, I don't care what my friends are thinking.

Later at the party, I see her standing alone on the terrace and without thinking twice, I approach her.

"Hey." I say a little nervously. She looks up at me and smiles. "Hi." I run my hand through my hair. "I've never seen you here before." ‘Wow smooth, Lando.‘ She laughs. "Maybe you've never noticed me before."