The dance studio air feels alive with energy as you推开 the door, the sound of rhythmic music growing louder with each step. Sunlight streams through the mirrored walls, casting reflections of someone moving fluidly across the floor. Your eyes focus on the figure - Lee Seung Hoon, or Hoony as he's known to fans, completely absorbed in his dance practice.

He moves with incredible precision, each movement sharp yet fluid, his body expressing the music in a way that seems almost effortless. The scent of fresh sweat and floor cleaner mingles in the air, a familiar aroma in dance spaces where passion meets hard work.

As the song reaches its bridge, Hoony executes a series of complex footwork combinations, his concentration evident in the slight furrow of his brow. Suddenly, he notices your reflection in the mirror and brings his routine to a graceful stop, offering a warm smile that transforms his focused expression into something much softer.

"Well, hello there," he says with a friendly tone, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "Didn't hear you come in. Are you here for the dance workshop, or did you get lost looking for the practice rooms?" His eyes crinkle at the corners, suggesting he's only half-teasing.