Chapter 33
Chapter 33
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Gym #2
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Group assignment notice via KakaoTalk for one of my classes—the first session after midterms.
I sat down somewhere random, waiting for the professor, when the TA climbed onto the podium first.
He counted the students in the front rows, then clapped and started speaking.
"Everyone, after class today, we'll give you time to meet with your group members, so please don't leave right away. Hang around for a bit."
A thoughtful TA who swept away all worries like how to meet up with group members or how to contact them.
Not just one or two people had the same concerns—everyone nodded with satisfied expressions.
Soon the professor came in, and class began. Two hours passed amid incomprehensible words and sentences.
"Alright, that's it for today's class. The assignment for today's progress will be announced by the TA later, so please do it diligently."
Mixed feelings at the news that the boring class was over—and that more assignments were piling up.
Once the professor finished speaking and left, the TA returned to the podium and assigned seats.
"Group 1 here, Group 2 next to them, Group 3... Gather like that, exchange contacts, and once you're done, you can leave anytime."
The words barely ended when chaotic footsteps erupted as people scattered.
I blended in and headed to Group 6's spot, where two people were already seated.
One girl with black bob hair reaching her shoulders and a somewhat pretty face, and one guy with a 5:5 parted perm dyed brown.
No matter how I looked at them, they both screamed "popular crowd" visuals.
To confirm, I spoke to the guy first.
"Hi. Is this Group 6 by any chance?"
"Ah, yeah, it is."
With that, I sat in an empty seat, and soon I felt people's gazes converging here.
The last member on the list who hadn't arrived yet. I knew who it was without turning around.
The center of those gazes greeted us in a slightly weary voice.
"Hi."
"Oh! Ayoung, come on in!"
"Hi!"
"...Hi."
A reaction on a whole different level from when I arrived.
Well, was it obvious?
I shrugged it off, and the girl introduced herself first.
"Hi! We're all in the same major anyway, but I'm Seo Ah-rin, third-year in Electrical Engineering. Let's work hard!"
"Hi! I'm Jang Min-hyuk, also third-year Electrical Engineering. Nice to meet you."
Introductions seemed to be going clockwise, so it was my turn. I jumped in smoothly.
"Hi. I'm Park Woojin, third-year who just reenrolled. Nice to meet you."
"Hi. I'm Shin Ayoung, third-year Electrical Engineering. Nice to meet you."
With the formal greetings done, everyone pulled out their phones to exchange contacts.
Then Jang Min-hyuk added us on KakaoTalk and invited us to the group chat.
"They said the problems to solve will be given sometime this week, so let's wrap up here for today and meet later?"
"Yeah, sounds good."
I answered right away at the welcome news.
No one else objected, nodding along, and soon we all went our separate ways.
I had something to do, so I grabbed my bag and headed straight to the gym.
"Hello~"
"Hello."
As I opened the door, the female staff greeted me automatically.
I poured some cool water from the lobby dispenser and asked a few questions.
"Is the gym owner around right now?"
"Yes. He's practically a resident ghost here. He's around every day unless he's busy."
"Then is Yoon Hye-yoon here too?"
At that, the staffer gave a sly, mischievous smile like she'd found something juicy.
"Heh heh... Yeah, she's here. But hey, you interested in Hye-yoon? Nah, give up quick."
The conversation veered that way unexpectedly. I could've denied it, but curious about what came next, I perked up my ears.
"How many guys do you think hit on her in the year and a half she's been coming here? A whopping twenty! Twenty! Steady approaches every month."
"Whoa, more than I thought."
"And that's after she shot down all comers early on, word spread she's ironclad, and the approaches finally slowed."
I was shocked at her flashier history than expected.
Hearing it from someone else—not her—made it seem even more credible.
Still, her virginity was already mine, so I quickly lost interest.
"Nah, I know my place. No interest. Anyway, I'm heading in."
Leaving the staffer who seemed eager to chat more, I went to the locker room.
Changed into workout clothes, did some simple stretches, then headed to the main area.
The gym owner said it's good to warm up before starting, so I ran on the treadmill for 10 minutes first.
"Whew... Body's warmed up nicely... Time to find the owner."
I wandered looking for him, surely working out somewhere in the gym.
Moments later, spotting massive muscles heaving on the bench press, I approached and greeted him.
"Hi, owner. I'm here."
"Oh! You're here diligently again! Shall we start with upper body?"
He's old enough to be my dad, but after registering, he told me to drop formal speech starting the next day, and he did with a laugh.
The owner stood, pointed to the dumbbells, and said,
"Bump the weight up a bit—start with 5kg. I'll check your form, so slow reps: 10 for 3 sets!"
The moment I grabbed the dumbbells on his signal, music rang from his pocket.
He gestured to keep going and answered the phone.
"Hello? Oh, that? Wasn't it settled? ...Got it. Heading over now."
He hung up, looked at me apologetically, and said,
"Uh... See, something urgent came up. Can't coach you today... I'll ask Hye-yoon to help instead. Just follow the routine I made?"
"But she's working out too—might be awkward?"
"No, no. No one here turns down a beginner asking for help."
With that, the owner went off to find her. Soon after, Yoon Hye-yoon trailed up beside me.
"Hehe, I heard. I'm coaching you today?"
"Yeah, I've got urgent business. Just check his form on the routine I set."
"Easy peasy. No worries."
She seemed fired up.
What image do gym buffs have of beginners?
Soon the owner left, and she—the real deal at gym stuff—stood before me.
I notice every time, but like Shin Ayoung, this girl goes all-in once hooked on something.
Means she loves it that much, though.
"Okay! Dumbbells 5kg, 10 reps, 3 sets, right? Arms straight out, raise slow to shoulder height! Go!"
Feedback came quick if my form slipped.
"Slower! Too fast. No arching the back—legs shoulder-width!"
If it didn't correct, she'd come close and adjust with her hands.
Soft touches, sweet sweat scent wafting over.
'Maybe mess up my form on purpose?'
With a naughty thought, I finished the 3 sets as she corrected me.
Not too tough since I did it yesterday, but lingering soreness made my arms shake a bit.
As I massaged them, she spoke.
"Arms sore? Wanna try lower body simple? Squats—you've heard of 'em. I'll demo."
She extended arms forward, feet slightly apart, knees bending slow.
"Keep core tight, back straight, like sitting back in a chair... slow..."
Leggings as always—her figure on full display.
Pretending to check form, I circled her, starting front.
Front: axe wound peeking, drawing eyes. Firm thighs and hips straining the fabric.
Worried she'd catch me staring, I glanced at her face—eyes fixed forward, focused.
Side view: protruding chest, slim waist, wide hips in contrast.
Back: ass a bit smaller than Shin Ayoung's but huge, flowing line to lower back—art.
Full circle, I sincerely praised and clapped.
She gave an embarrassed, awkward smile.
"Aw, not worth clapping for. You'll nail it after a few tries, Woojin."
Seemed pleased inside—demoed more up-downs.
Does she know how hot she looks?
Worth the applause.
"Okay! Your turn. I'll fix any mistakes."
I mimicked her form as best I remembered.
"Eyes forward, hips back... slow... good!"
She circled me 360 like I did her, then stopped dead front.
Something wrong? I glanced up—her eyes locked one spot.
Followed her gaze: my crotch.
Something bulging prominently.
Tight pants + knees bent = dick making presence known.
Not erect, of course.
"Is this form right?"
"Uh, y-yeah! Yep! See, you got it quick after a few. Hehe..."
Yoon Hye-yoon whipped her gaze away, face flushing as she praised.
I stood straight, repeated squats.
This time, thrust hips forward a bit in the dip.
Obviously more prominent bulge, her eyes avoiding but stealing glances.
"How's that? Good?"
"B-big... I mean, spread legs wider!"
She stuttered, then fanned herself like hot.
"I... gotta hit the bathroom quick. Keep repeating!"
Couldn't hide the blush—bolted.
She returned soon; we repeated dumbbells and squats till workout end.
"Done for today! I got stuff to do, so head out. Feel free to stay and train more."
"I'll practice form a bit more then go. Thanks for coaching."
"No biggie. Love teaching. See ya."
She left first after speaking.
I rested, trained 20 more minutes, but shaky legs/arms—gave up, headed home.
Dragging sweaty self to showers, bumped into someone at the men/women split entrance.
Yoon Hye-yoon, fresh from shower: damp hair, casual clothes.
Didn't she say she had stuff to do?
She startled seeing me.
"Oh...!? You took longer than I thought?"
"Yeah. Lost track practicing."
"Ah... yeah... Wanna wait and go together? Same direction home anyway."
"Five minutes to shower—don't mind. Go ahead if you want."
"I'll wait. Take your time."
Rushed shower, came out—her in lobby.
I signaled heading home; we left the gym together.