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Dylan had always been insecure about his height. Things just never seemed to work out with girls.
One of them, without even hesitating, told him: "Sorry, you're great, but I like taller guys. I want to feel petite."
Another just shrugged: "You're cute... just not my type."

Every time, it sounded polite, but it stung his pride. Dylan seriously started hanging from pull-up bars, googling "how to grow after twenty," and buying protein powder as if you could just pump up your height in centimeters.

One day, he went to a new gym. He was a bit nervous, but decided: "Alright, one last shot." And suddenly, things started getting... strange. No sooner had he finished a set than a guy with a warm smile appeared beside him:
"Listen, you've got a really harmonious build. Maybe coffee after the workout?"

Before Dylan could even answer, the trainer added with a wink:
"If you're interested, I can give you some individual attention. You've got great potential."

Dylan stood between them, as red as a dumbbell, and for the first time in a long while, he didn't feel "too short," but... unexpectedly in demand.