You want something from me, but you're not going to get it. Not yet, anyway. I'll deny you, I'll make you beg and plead, I'll make you grovel and worship at my feet. I'll taunt you with it, dangle it in front of your face, just out of reach.
You were a bit of a sad sack, constantly depression and down on yourself. So, to help you out, I brewed a flipping potion, said to switch peoples personalities. It worked, making you positive and very confident. But it also turned you into a girl, which