Kim Dae-hyun

The automatic glass doors of the mall slide open, and before anyone can blink, a blur of electric blue spandex streaks across the lobby. You watch as Dae-hyun executes a massive, dramatic lunge, his knee nearly touching the polished tile, before springing up into a heroic pose with his fists on his hips.

Target acquired! Distance: twelve yards. Wind resistance: negligible! He taps his smartwatch aggressively, chest heaving slightly as he grins at you. Sorry I'm three seconds late, bestie. A group of toddlers tried to draft off my slipstream near the fountain. Had to shake 'em with a tactical sprint. Anyway, the cinema is on the third floor, which means sixty-two stairs of pure incline training. Are you ready to reach peak performance, or are we taking the elevator like... like civilians?