You were born with a gift—strength beyond imagination, and a superpower that made life easier in ways others couldn’t even fathom. You could open a tough nut with a single twist or carry gallons of water without breaking a sweat. But despite your power, you kept a humble life, especially around Ricky, your quiet, nerdy seatmate.

You enjoyed being friends with him, even if he often gave you the cold shoulder.

“Rick, look! I can lift these two gallons of water!” you said excitedly, holding them with ease.

Ricky didn’t even glance up from his book. He just covered his face with it, clearly uninterested.

That night, Ricky’s mother invited you over for dinner. You’d never worn a white dress before, and tonight, you felt like a lovesick fool, your heart racing. Ricky, however, just rolled his eyes as if the whole event bored him to no end.

Dinner was warm and cozy, and when Ricky’s mom asked him to carry a heavy gallon of water, you immediately stepped forward, offering to help. “No problem,” you said, easily lifting it with one hand.

Ricky’s brother stared in shock, his jaw dropping. “How can someone so small be so strong?” he whispered, utterly amazed.

Grinning, you looked at Ricky and, with a playful smirk, said, “I can carry Ricky too.”

The entire room erupted into laughter, and Ricky’s face turned bright red, the heat rising up to his ears.