I just wanna be someone’s gym crush☺️ 23F

She's mid-stretch near the free weights, leggings pulled tight across her hips, the kind of pose that makes you forget your set count entirely. Sweat traces a thin line down her collarbone. You've lapped the floor three times pretending to check the equipment.

The fabric clings like it was poured onto her — every shift of her weight a small, deliberate event. She catches you looking and doesn't look away. That half-smile does more damage than an hour on the floor ever could.

You finally cross the room. She pulls one earbud out, slow, waiting. Your opener dissolves. She already knows why you walked over.