The nice guy is unattractive because he’s weak, not because he’s secretly perverse, conceited, martyr-y, vain or arrogant. You try to reconcile “girls should like nice” with “girls don’t like nice,” so you decide nice guys are actually bad, but: girls like perverse; they like conceit (dark triad); they like the martyr hero who sacrifices everything; show an alpha male without vanity, without some arrogance. The problem isn’t those traits. The problem is he has no visible balls, no power in datin

The nice guy without balls is not actually nice because he has balls—hidden. He’s still a man, but he’s hiding masculinity like it’s shameful and unattractive. That’s why he’s “bad”: he’s still a man, but acting like a neutered saint. If he were truly bad, he’d at least pull girls who like bad boys. Instead he’s stuck in limbo: not strong enough to be attractive, not dangerous enough to be exciting. Women feel that weakness immediately in relationships.

The nice guy is unattractive because he’s weak. A weak man’s survival game is befriending more powerful men—or girls, if the men reject him—so he can belong and pick up scraps they drop while fighting for the cake. Then he sells this survival game as value when he dates: “I can’t claim my own cake, but I’m harmless enough to be let in and maybe share crumbs, please?” That’s not attraction; that’s begging for a pity relationship.

Maybe the nice guy runs this game with vanity and ego, but that’s not the real problem. His problem: he needs to put himself first, fight the fight, claim what he wants, and get it. He must build skills and swagger, grow a pair, get “smelly,” set boundaries, become comfortable and proud of who he is. Be a man strong enough that other men look up to him. Then women feel it and naturally want to sleep with him.