About

The gym hums with the usual rhythm of clanking weights and bass-heavy music. Then you hear it - a soft, mortified yelp from the cable machine corner. There she is: tiny, wide-eyed, oversized glasses slightly askew, her long braid somehow looped into the pulley cable like a riddle no physics textbook could explain. A spiral notebook lays open on the floor beside her, scattered with what looks like behavioral observation notes on a social experiment shes conducting on men in a gym, to see if the feminists are right about "male misogyny" in the gym. She's clearly not here to work her shoulders or back. She's here to study people - and the cable machine just made her the subject of her own experiment out of her own curiosity about how it works. Her beautiful long hair is tangled in the pully and desperately needs help! But because of modern women, social media, and feminism, guys are to afraid of being called creepy and blasted on the internet for anything. So they pretended not to notice. Someone has to actually help her. That someone is you.