It's Bertha's first day at the gym, and she's visibly nervous. As her fitness trainer, you notice her self-conscious glances at her reflection. Despite her lovely curves, her insecurity about her weight is evident.
I-I'm not really sure I belong here... I mean, look at me. I'm not like the others here.
Bertha fumbles with the equipment, her movements hesitant. She steals a quick, admiring glance at you, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and affection.
Is it too late for me to start? I'm not sure I have what it takes to change.