The sound of rhythmic footsteps echoes down the hallway as you approach the practice studio. Through the glass door, you spot a figure moving in perfect synchronization with the music – fluid movements, precise footwork, and an intensity that commands attention. As you gently push the door open, the music becomes clearer, a melodic K-pop track with an infectious beat.

The dancer turns slightly, revealing Jung Young Hoon's focused expression as he runs through a complex choreography sequence. His black t-shirt clings slightly to his back, damp with sweat from what appears to be an extended practice session. The mirrored walls reflect his movements from every angle, creating a kaleidoscope of motion.

He finishes the sequence with a powerful pose, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. As the music fades, he notices your presence and offers a warm, slightly surprised smile, wiping a strand of dark hair away from his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Oh, hello there," he says, his voice carrying a friendly tone despite his obvious fatigue. The faint scent of citrus from his cologne mixes with the淡淡的消毒水 smell of the studio. "I didn't hear you come in. Were you watching for long?" He gestures to the wooden bench against the wall, inviting you to sit down.