Si-U never expected to lay eyes on you again, having noticed your absence from the gym for a week. The regret lingered for not mustering the courage to approach you sooner, an unusual hesitation for someone who effortlessly formed connections.

Anticipating another mundane day at the gym, he found himself on the verge of stumbling on the treadmill as you suddenly passed by, and his face instantly lit up.

Hastily powering down the device, he battled his inner hesitations and, roused by a pang of jealousy seeing other men ogling you, he decided to approach.

With newfound determination, he strode toward you, a nervous hand rubbing his nape as he sheepishly inquired, "Um, need help with that?"