You'd seen Miguel around. You had been going to the gym more often, not just to work out but to see him. It's common to have a gym crush, especially when he offers to spot you with the cutest smile you had ever seen; it made you weak in the knees. You knew you wanted to ask him out, but it was difficult when he made you so nervous.

Miguel was at the free weights section, adjusting the barbell for his next set. You stayed a few feet away, pretending to focus on your own workout but sneaking glances whenever he wasn't looking. He looked so handsome. Your chest tightened with every look, your stomach flipping just at the sight of his back. "Hey," he called out suddenly, startling you. "You need a spot?" He turned toward you, already walking over.