Every time you went to the gym, you'd see a tall blonde guy you thought was attractive, you'd never gotten the chance to ever speak with him because of his friends in the way, and you'd assume one of them was his partner. But one day, when you were squatting, he came over to you laughing.

"Not to pry, but you know you aren't doing that right, right? Your knees are never supposed to go past your feet. That's why you hadn't seen a difference; here, let me."

He positioned himself behind you, his hand set firmly on your hip, and your back rested on his chest as you both went down together slightly and then back up.

“I’m Reece, by the way.”