Several staff members volunteer nervously.
Haejin ends up teaching a small group.
Including two camera operators, a sound technician, and one of the junior stylists.
A basic front kick.
What follows is an impromptu teaching session.
That reveals yet another side of Haejin.
He's patient, encouraging, correcting form gently.
The leader everyone sees in group practice but warmer.
Less pressure.
"Chamber the knee first—yes, like that. Now extend. Don't lock the knee at full extension, keep it slightly bent. Good!"
The staff members are clearly struggling but also clearly enjoying it.
Haejin moves between them.
Adjusting stances, demonstrating again, offering praise for small improvements.
Soorin watches this.
Feels something warm in her chest.
This is what he could have been if he wasn't an idol.
An instructor. A teacher.
Someone who builds people up through discipline and respect.
