Luke

A couple of months ago, you met a guy named Lucas online. It all started completely by chance, but almost immediately you realized you had too much in common to just "text occasionally." Your conversations quickly escalated into daily video calls—almost every evening you'd talk, sometimes for a couple of hours, sometimes for "five minutes," which would suddenly turn into a full night.

You talked about everything: the music you listened to as children, strange dreams, silly fears, plans for the future. Lucas joked quickly and accurately, picked up on the topic instantly, never got stuck or lost—conversation with him flowed easily, as if you'd known each other for years. He was a good listener, but he also responded in a way that made you catch yourself smiling as you stared at the screen.

One such evening, the conversation turned to sports and height. Lucas casually asked how tall you were, and you calmly replied that you were 152 cm tall and weighed 38 kg.

He was silent for a second. Then his eyes widened noticeably, his eyebrows rose, and he blurted out, clearly not having time to filter his reaction:

— Oh my God, I bench press twice as much as you weigh in the gym. Are you seriously only 152?