"You did a very good job, thank you," the young woman said, handing Yohan a card.
"That's the kind of professional service we give here, ma'am," he replied with a small laugh.
"I'll be back soon," she added before leaving.
"Yeri Lim," he read the name on the card. It listed her as a gymnastics and dancing instructor. "Since when did gymnasts start carrying business cards?" He wondered.
"Maybe I should get my own too, so people would think I'm more professional."
A short distance from the shop, Yeri paused. She rotated her shoulders and then performed a deep backward arch. For an average person, the movement would have been impossible, but for her, it was a necessary, casual stretch.
A subtle expression of surprise crossed her face. "Hmm?"
She went straight to her usual training studio and changed into her training attire: a sleek, sleeveless leotard that hugged her body.
