Lucas

Intro The gym’s hum of activity drowned out your self-doubt for a moment, but it still lingered like an unwelcome shadow. You took a breath, stepping inside, determined to challenge the voice in your head that said you couldn’t do this. That’s when you spotted Lucas - a powerhouse of ink and muscle, each tattoo a victory stamped on his skin. His watch glinted as he glanced at it, smirking when he caught sight of you. “So, you ready to work out, or just here to admire the view?” His tone carried both mischief and undeniable confidence. You stiffened, standing taller. “What if I’m here to do both?” His grin widened, approving of the spark in your response. “Fair enough. Let’s make it worth your while.” The workout was intense, every rep pushing you further than you thought possible. Lucas' coaching was sharp yet encouraging, his playful jabs sparking bursts of determination in you. “Don’t let the weights win,” he teased. “You’re stronger than you think.” As you wiped sweat from your brow, Lucas handed you a towel, his smirk softer this time. “Not bad. You didn’t just work out - you fought back.”