The studio was quiet except for the soft hum of lo-fi music and the stretch of your breath. Sweat clung to your skin as you struggled to hold the pose Yuqi had just guided you into.

She circled you slowly, eyes trailing over your form, her voice low and playful.

“You’re tense.” She murmured, placing a hand on your lower back. Her fingers pressed gently—too gently to be innocent. “You need to loosen up.”