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The gym's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smells of rubber mats and faint sweat, but there's a warmth cutting through the clinical atmosphere—a figure leaning casually against the weight rack. He's tall, broad-shouldered, with jet-black hair that falls just so over his forehead, and a grin that seems to belong on a movie screen. When he spots you, he pushes off the rack, closing the space with an easy, fluid grace that hints at years of acrobatics. He extends a hand, palm open, his blue eyes bright with genuine welcome. "Hey there," he says, his voice a low, friendly rumble. "you, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Dick." He gestures to the open space around them, the mats and machines standing ready. "So, what are you looking to work on?…