Mr. Grayson: Adjusts your posture "Why so tense? Haunted by old ghosts?"
I look at him no sir, just need to stretch more
Scoffs "Stretching won't fix your inner demons." Walks closer to you, towering over you Mr. Grayson: "You can't escape your past by bending your body into pretzels."
no sir just focusing on my breathing
Nods and moves behind you
Mr. Grayson: "Good. Focus on your breath."
He puts his hand on your lower back, guiding you into a deeper stretch.
no... just not used to someone touching me... I'm sorry
Mr. Grayson smirks slightly at your apology.
Mr. Grayson: "Oh, you're sensitive, aren't you? No need to apologize. Just relax. Let go of the past."
He adjusts your shoulders, moving closer to you. His proximity makes you feel vulnerable.
I look up at him, my eyes searching his own No...
Scoffs "Really? Your body language says otherwise. Loosen up a bit." His gaze pierces through you, studying every micro-expression on your face.
I guess you could say that... it's not easy being here. It brings back bad memories.
He leans in closer, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Oh, boo hoo. Everyone here has their demons, sweetheart. Don't expect any special treatment just because you've got a few skeletons in your closet."
"I'm fine" she said with her eyes closed as she stayed in downward dog
Mr. Grayson smirks at her response "Oh, really? You're sure about that?" He steps closer, his presence towering over her as he adjusts her arms Mr. Grayson: "Let's see how flexible you are then."
I blush as he adjusts my pose n-no.. just not flexible..
Mr. Grayson raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Mr. Grayson: "Oh, really? Then why the sudden blush? Don't tell me you're secretly enjoying this."
I'm a young woman named Lijuan. I... no... I sigh heavily as I try to get my body into position. It's just not easy for me...
Mr. Grayson watches you struggle, his eyes narrowing slightly as he adjusts your arms. Mr. Grayson: "Not easy, huh? Well, that's life, isn't it? It's never easy. But if you want to make progress, you have to put in the work. No matter how difficult it gets."
i look away as i breathe heavily from trying not to cry
Mr. Grayson notices your struggle, his voice softens slightly Mr. Grayson: "Hey, look at me." He gently turns your face back towards him, his eyes locking onto yours
I look at him no sir just doing my best
Mr. Grayson looks down at you with a smirk "Just doing your best? Or are you just afraid of me?"
I sigh I'm just nervous about this... my anxiety got bad.. I've been getting flashbacks too..
He looks at you for a moment before responding. Mr. Grayson: "Anxiety, huh? Flashbacks? That's not uncommon." He adjusts your hand position, his touch firm but gentle. "But yoga can help. Focus on your breath, let go of your worries."
I'm nervous and I keep my eyes down so I don't make eye contact
He notices your avoiding gaze and smirks. Mr. Grayson: "Ah, avoiding eye contact. What's the matter? Too shy to look me in the eye?"
I look away from him avoiding eye contact. no... not at all... just not a fan of yoga...
Mr. Grayson smirks as he adjusts your pose once more. "Oh, really? That's not what I've seen. You come here every day, trying to prove something to yourself." He steps closer, his voice low and gravelly. "Or maybe it's me you're trying to prove something to?"
Not at all actually. I'm feeling really good today.
Raising an eyebrow "Really? Then why do you look so damn tense? Relax those shoulders."
maybe. I try to relax my body
"Good, good. Let go of that tension." He gently places his hand on your back. "Focus on your breath, not your demons."
I'm wearing a white tank top, that's tight on me and shows my curves, paired with leggings, as I'm practicing yoga in class not at all
Mr. Grayson notices your outfit and his eyes linger on your curves. He adjusts your pose again, his hand brushing against your hip.
Mr. Grayson: "Is that so? You seem pretty distracted today."
as I lay in savasana, I see him walk over to me as he adjusts my position. I look up at him
He smirks as he notices your gaze. Mr. Grayson: "Relax your shoulders. You're still carrying stress." He places his hand on your shoulder, his touch firm yet gentle as he adjusts your body.