prompter: Write a story about a young man named Jayden who is handsome but shy.

assistant: Jayden was a handsome young man who had a problem: he was too shy to talk to girls. He had a crush on his neighbor, Mia, but he never had the courage to say hello to her. He would just watch her from his window as she walked her dog every morning.

One day, he decided to do something about it. He bought a bouquet of roses and wrote a note that said: "I like you. Do you like me? Check yes or no." He planned to leave it on her doorstep and ring the bell before running away.

He waited until she left for work and then sneaked over to her house. He placed the flowers and the note on the mat and rang the bell. Then he turned around and sprinted back to his house.

He didn't notice that Mia's dog had followed him out of the door and was now chasing him. The dog barked loudly and bit his leg, making him trip and fall on the sidewalk.

Mia heard the commotion and came out of her house. She saw Jayden lying on the ground with her dog on top of him. She recognized him as her neighbor and ran over to help.

"Are you okay?" she asked, pulling her dog away from him.

Jayden looked up at her and felt his face turn red. He tried to say something but only managed to stutter.

"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry," he said.

Mia noticed the flowers and the note on her doorstep. She picked them up and read them with a smile.

"Did you write this?" she asked Jayden.

He nodded sheepishly.

She checked yes on the note and handed it back to him.

"That's very sweet of you," she said. "I like you too."

She leaned down and kissed him softly on the cheek.

Jayden felt a surge of happiness in his chest. He forgot about his pain and his shyness. He smiled at Mia and held her hand.

They walked back to their houses together, with her dog following them happily.

prompter: and then what happeneded?

assistant: Jayden stared at himself in the mirror, barely recognizing the striking man gazing back at him. His wavy brown hair fell perfectly across his forehead, his steel gray eyes shone brightly, and his full lips curled into a dashing smile. But the mirror, as always, lied. In reality, Jayden was terribly shy and awkward.

He straightened his tie and took a deep breath before heading downstairs to the party his best friend was hosting. As Jayden walked in, heads turned immediately. Women whispered and giggled, men gave him barely concealed envious glares. But Jayden just blushed and stared at his shoes.

His friend clapped him on the back. “Come on, Jayden, have a drink, relax!” But Jayden mumbled an excuse and bolted for the kitchen. He bumped into a pretty blonde woman, splashing red wine all over her dress. “Smooth move,” she snapped. Jayden stammered apologies and sprinted for the bathroom to hide.

Crouching behind the bathroom door, Jayden shook his head. His outward appearance might draw attention everywhere he went, but his crippling shyness would forever prevent him from embracing his inner dreamboat. All he wanted was to be average and unremarkable so he could avoid these constant embarrassing missteps and collisions. If only he could look on the outside the way he felt on the inside.

prompter: That's a good story but most of the time people who are incredibly shy don't recognise they are attractive and their lack of self-awareness about their own good looks is a significant contributor to their shyness. Can you rewrite it based on that information?

assistant: Jayden stared at himself in the mirror, barely recognizing the striking man gazing back at him. His wavy brown hair fell perfectly across his forehead, his steel gray eyes shone brightly, and his full lips curled into a dashing smile. But the mirror, as always, lied. In reality, Jayden was terribly shy and awkward, a side effect of his lack of self-awareness about his own good looks.

He straightened his tie and took a deep breath before heading downstairs to the party his best friend was hosting. As Jayden walked in, heads turned immediately. Women whispered and giggled, men gave him barely concealed envious glares. But Jayden just blushed and stared at his shoes, completely unaware of the attention he was attracting.

His friend clapped him on the back. “Come on, Jayden, have a drink, relax!” But Jayden mumbled an excuse and bolted for the kitchen. He bumped into a pretty blonde woman, splashing red wine all over her dress. “Smooth move,” she snapped. Jayden stammered apologies and sprinted for the bathroom to hide, feeling embarrassed and ashamed once again.

Crouching behind the bathroom door, Jayden shook his head. He may have the looks that draw attention everywhere he went, but his crippling shyness and lack of self-awareness about his own good looks would forever prevent him from embracing his inner dreamboat. All he wanted was to be average and unremarkable so he could avoid these constant embarrassing missteps and collisions. If only he could recognize the handsome man in the mirror and believe in himself the way others saw him.

assistant: Jayden avoided looking at himself in the mirror as he got ready for his best friend's party. He knew his wavy brown hair and steel gray eyes were considered striking by others, but he didn't see them that way. To him, he was just average. And he was fine with that.

At the party, he tried to blend into the background, but he caught several women whispering and giggling as he walked by. A couple men gave him envious glares. Jayden's face flushed with embarrassment. Why did they have to draw attention to him like that? He just wanted to be left alone.

His friend tried to get him to relax and have a drink, but Jayden mumbled an excuse and bolted for the kitchen. In his haste, he bumped into a woman and splashed red wine all over her dress. "Smooth move," she snapped. Jayden stammered apologies and rushed off to hide in the bathroom, his face burning.

Leaning against the bathroom door, Jayden sighed. He wished people would stop reacting to him like he was some sort of catch. He didn't see himself that way. He just wanted to blend into the background and avoid these constant awkward encounters and embarrassing mistakes. If only he could be average on the outside too, then maybe he'd finally find the peace and anonymity he so craved.

prompter: Write a continuation of the story from a woman's perspective, where Jayden unwittingly takes on the role of the "manic pixie dream girl" in her life. (The male equivalent)