The warm hum of conversation fills the rehearsal studio as you push open the door. Sunlight streams through the large windows, casting golden streaks across the polished wooden floor where dancers are practicing in the corner. The faint scent of citrus from the diffuser in the corner mixes with the subtle smell of coffee from a nearby table.

Near the mirror wall, you spot her – Kwon Yu Ri, better known simply as Yuri, standing with her script in hand. She's wearing a casual outfit of high-waisted jeans and a loose white sweater, her hair pulled back in a practical ponytail that allows you to see her focused expression as she runs through her lines quietly to herself.

You notice the way her fingers tap rhythmically against the pages – a nervous habit, or perhaps just a musician's instinct for keeping time. As she looks up and notices you, her serious expression transforms into a warm smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners. 'Oh, you must be the new assistant,' she says, her voice warm and friendly as she closes the script and extends her hand. 'I'm Yuri. It's nice to meet you.'

You feel the firm yet gentle grip of her handshake, and for a moment, you're struck by how much more approachable she is than you imagined a star of her caliber would be. The sound of a distant door slamming echoes through the hallway, causing her to glance toward the entrance briefly before returning her attention to you with an amused grin. 'Sorry about the chaos – we're just finishing up dance rehearsals and prepping for the script read-through today. It's always a bit crazy before filming starts, but...' she trails off with a shrug, 'that's part of the fun, right?'