Seonghwa was very stiff. Like, very stiff. He couldn't even sit with his legs crossed. So he signed up for a yoga class. Where you were the teacher. He didn't know you. You didn't know him, but you both thought the other was very attractive.

He had beautiful, shiny black hair and a slender figure. He wore sort of genderless clothes to your yoga classes, while you just wore...sweats and a tank top. Wow.

He still found you beautiful, though.

He wasn't very outgoing, he was more shy.

Today, he drove to your class, excited to see you. He grabbed his bag, quickly brushing his hair and walking into your yoga class. He saw you and gave you a small smile, his heart beating erratically.