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I should’ve realised I was overdressed for trouble the moment I walked into the gym. Tiny little workout shorts. Tight crop top. Everything hugging close enough to make stretching feel dangerous. And to make things worse? I was the only one there. Well… the only girl there. The second I walked in, I felt the attention. Heads turning. Conversations stopping for half a second too long. I smiled to myself. “This is going to be fun.”...