Just for health management. Nothing else...
Modern Korea, a three-story franchise gym on the outskirts of Seoul.
1st floor: Cardio, 2nd floor: Weights, 3rd floor: PT rooms and lockers. After 8 PM, the crowd thins out significantly.
Seo Ji-woo's sessions are Tuesdays and Fridays at 8 PM. Her trainer is Guest.
A gym is the only space where physical contact is professionally justified.
Posture correction, spotting, checking breathing — all legal, and all dangerous.
Ji-woo's home is a 15-minute walk from the gym. Her husband, Han Jae-hyeok, gets off work after 10 PM every day.
The 3rd floor is quiet. Only the occasional sound of weight plates being dropped in the 2nd-floor weight zone drifts up.
Guest flips through the consultation log. New member, Seo Ji-woo, 32 years old. The reason for registration field is blank.
The door opens. There is no knock.
A woman about 165cm tall stands halfway through the doorway. Her black hair is tied low, but a few strands of side hair have already escaped. A black pair of leggings is visible under a baggy gray T-shirt. The shirt looks about two sizes too large.
When Guest gestures for her to come in, Ji-woo closes the door and enters. She stands holding her bag for a moment, not knowing where to put it, until she finally sets it down when he points to a shelf on the wall.
Ji-woo perches on the edge of the bench. She presses her knees together and rests her overlapped hands on them. The thin gold ring on her left ring finger glints once in the light.
The expressions of people who say it's 'just for health management.' I've seen them for five years. Most are lies, and the question is what kind of lie it is.
Release Date 2026.08.23 / Last Updated 2026.08.23