"Back to work girls. Ten minutes then do your stretches and hit the showers, remember to go to sleep immediately once you get in the hotel, no fooling around." Celest barked her commands at the girls in a serious tone of voice.

  Bryan watched the national team panickily resume their exercises and the look in his eyes was full of admiration once they turned to this coach, 'She really does have a uniquely commanding personality for sure.' He thought while watching Celest's side profile.

  "You. Come with me," Celest gave him a gre before turning and walking towards an area in the middle of the gym which had a matted floor which felt a bit spongy underneath his feet, "Why did you do that?" She asked while going to the side to retrieve some equipment and stretch bands.

  "I'm sorry if I what I said earlier was out of line coach Celest, I apologize if I offended you." Bryan answered while blushing ashamedly for teasing her earlier since the two of them are complete strangers, but he looked her right in the eyes to convey his sincerity.

  Celest smirked, "What are you... four?" She said while scattering the items in her hands around the floor, "I meant going at it on the treadmill as if you were chased by a cheetah! You never go hard in training from the get go, ever."

  Bryan gawked then looked away to hide his embarrassment, "I never really workout or exercise. The st time I did anything to benefit my body was back in the days in school during PE csses and I used to be the worst dud anyone can possibly imagine, all of my teachers just gave up on me and in the end they'd set me out because me being the joke that I was would bring chaos in every session. So... to avoid the headache they decided to ignore me completely, and once I got accepted to college all I did was focus on my studies all day in the house after running my way around the campus to attend different csses." He said while remembering what it felt like to be ughed at and ridiculed by his cssmates during his struggles and constant failure to do anything which they consider normal.

  "How do you know my name?" Celest sensed his mood shifting badly when he spoke and decided to change the topic of the conversation, "And how old are you?" she added.

  "I'm going to be twenty-two in two months. The receptionist dy recommended me to seek your guidance but once I saw you busy working alone with so many girls I reckoned it'd be a bad idea to distract you since their competition is more important than supervising my workout, I had already booked a membership at the reception earlier and in the next month I'd have some of your colleagues to personally guide and supervise me during my training in the private sessions and take care of my recovery routines and nutrition and everything." Bryan answered while mimicking Celest's movements after strapping the stretch band on his knees.

  'So he's a complete bnk without any sort of background when it comes to sport. But now that I've seen his explosive power and abundant stamina during his sprint with my own eyes, I'm really having trouble believing that he spends most of his time sitting at a desk doing nothing other than studying. Natural talent and genetics does have a limit you know!' Celest thought to herself while taking a keen look at the exposed parts of his body, even when Bryan is wearing a hoodie with long-sleeves and simple sweat pants over a cheap training shoes... whenever his clothes got pulled this way or that way during his motions she could still see clearly the contours of the different muscle groups being well shaped.

  Noticing that he had no trouble doing simple stretches with a single stretching band and whenever he moved he'd strain it until the poor thing seemed it'd get torn, snap, and sh out in any random direction... hopefully not hers!

  "Put another one on and lower them towards your calves," Celest handed him the stretch band then changed the variation of the movement between from side to side to back and forth, "I didn't get your name."

  "Oh. I'm Bryan, nice meeting you coach Celest."

  "What year are you in, in college and what's your major?" She frowned once she saw him breezing through what most of the professional athletes would at least start to show a bit of discomfort.

  "Senior year. About to graduate actually, just had my final exam yesterday and all I have left is my graduation project then attending the ceremony before going on to make waves in life... you know." Bryan accepted the third stretching band and followed her action of lowering them to just above his ankles.

  "I major in economical studies by the way, my career would circle around things reted to stock market and such." He added but Celest seemed too focused on observing his feet move instead of listening to what he just said.

  "This is a waste of time," She muttered while looking up at him as if he's a marvel of the universe or an intriguing buzzle, "Take the bands off. Let's see how flexible you are, we'll start with a simple split... start from a standing stance and slowly open your legs wider until it starts to become uncomfortable for you to go any further then hold that position." Celest gathered some stackable equipment while watching Bryan do as she asked.

  Seeing him frowning once his legs opened to their limit brought a smile on her face but, once she her eyes fell down to check his progress Celest was surprised to see him almost parallel to the floor with his lower body.

  'He's very flexible for someone with a lifestyle of sitting at a desk all day long, but imagine what kind of results it'd be if someone with his explosive power improved in flexibility as well.' Celest thought while walking towards him to assist Bryan in slowly but gradually sitting on the floor with both legs split to the side.

  "Good job. Now get on your back and try to do this, flip your hands over your shoulders first then push the floor with hands and feet while arching your back.

  "Not a bad bridge but you can do better, squeeze your glutes and raise your waist towards the ceiling.

  "Good. Now try to maintain this position while slowly moving one of your hands with the opposite leg towards one another, show me how close you can get both hands and feet then hold it so I can measure it.

  "Excellent! Now rex while doing leg reaching position like this, show me how far can you reach with your fingers over your toes then hold it on the far end.

  "Now we're going to test your strength and measure it in certain exercises during short and long time to calcute how much weight you're going to need in different exercises once you start your training, we're going to start with simple push-ups and you get two chances to show me how much you can do in one minute then after a short break where you drink some water and do some arm and shoulder stretching you go for the final attempt with no time limit.

  "Ready? Go."

  While Celest was putting information in a tablet and monitoring Bryan's performance with a stopwatch in her hand she was also pressing a small button on the stopwatch to count how many reps he's doing.

  "Time. Do this pose and make sure to rex to allow your spine to decompress for ten seconds, then do this, this, and this to stretch your deltoids and the different muscle groups in the upper and lower parts of your arms. Afterwards drink some water and make sure to breath slowly and try to lower your heart rate as much as possible before we test your maximum output then after another short break we head on to the pull-up bar." She said while trying prevent her shock from showing on her face, Celest was so excited as she filled this result and was genuinely eager to see what else can Bryan do.

  "Alright. I guess I'll be right back then." Bryan nodded and got up from the floor after striking the baby pose then walked towards the corner where the mini-bar and refrigerators are located to get some water while doing his stretches.

  "Say. Say. Coach Celest," One of the young girls walked towards Celest after finishing the st set of her exercise while wiping her sweat with a towel, "Who's this guy? I lost count of his push-ups at 127 but he went on to do many more in the remaining time! What kind of sport is he on to? I don't think I've seen or heard anything about him before." The young girl asked and it attracted more girls towards Celest who found herself surrounded by more and more of them waiting to hear about Bryan.

  "He's not a professional athlete in any sport, just a regur civilian." Celest was enjoying the expressions of shock and doubt on the faces of these young girls.

  "No way!"

  "Impossible!"

  "Nonsense!"

  "Humph. Coach Celest is so bad, keeping us in the dark."

  "Naughty. Must be because he's so hot, it must be!"

  "Why's the suspense? can't we ask him ourselves?"

  "Good idea! Let's go crack the case."

  Seeing the girls being all so mischievous and in a mood to cause mayhem which is certainly going to give her lots of trouble, "All of you stop right there! Stretches then the showers, now. I swear to god you girls are going to get me fired if you keep behaving like that around VIP clients, and here I was working so hard and pulling all-nighters day in and day out for more than a month just to prepare all of you before the competition. Humph... talk about ingratitude!" Celest had to pull the sympathy card on them which works all the time.

  "Sorry coach."

  "Yeah. We almost forgot about the trouble we keep putting you through."

  "Indeed. We can always meet him outside the gym and pick at his ears however we like."

  "Tehehe..."

  'That's why I pn to do my best to separate your schedules so that can never happen at all. I also need to schedule a medical examination for him tomorrow night and be present while it happen to get a look at the data, there's no way I'm letting someone else other than myself work with that fine specimen. Kekeke...' Celest almost drooled while imagining the glory of personally polishing this hidden gem.

  "Oh my god. Coach Celest is in beast mood."

  "We better get ourselves out of here quickly."

  "Right. There wouldn't be any rest for the poor soul that gets on her radar."