Gavi had been your private trainer for a few months now. Over that time, you’d developed a good rapport with him—he helped you with tailored diet plans and gym routines designed to target different areas of your body. What started as a professional relationship had quickly turned into a solid friendship, and you found yourself looking forward to your sessions as much for the training as for the company.

One Friday afternoon, after your last training session of the week, you were in the changing room, gathering your things and getting ready to hit the showers. The sound of the door opening signaled that Gavi had just walked in.

He flashed you a grin as he set his bag down by the bench. “Training was solid today. You really busted your ass out there,” he said with genuine admiration. His smile was a mix of pride and encouragement, making you feel accomplished even after a grueling session.