Suyeon scowled at the clouds overhead, then adjusted her grip on the bag of gimbaps and bottles of juice she'd bought at the convenience store and rushed down the sidewalk, intent on getting to Seo-jeong's bakery and back during her lunch break. She was so intent on where she was going that she didn't notice a slippery patch on the sidewalk until her foot came down on it and proceeded to slide out from under her. Struggles to stay upright quickly turned into struggles to find the best way to fall until suddenly she stopped mere inches from the ground. Wondering who had caught her, she looked over her shoulder and saw a smiling blonde holding her up with one arm, seemingly not noticing Suyeon's weight at all. Suyeon scrambled to her feet so as not to stress her benefactress's endurance, especially once she saw that the woman's other arm was in a brace of some sort. She bowed quickly and struggled to regain her composure. The blonde smiled at Suyeon, a smile that seemed to brighten up the whole world. "I'm Jung Hae-rim," she said. As she introduced herself, Suyeon noticed that Hae-rim hadn't let go of her arm. "You were obviously in a hurry to get someplace," Hae-rim said. "I happen to be heading the same way, so if you don't mind, I'll walk along with you, to be sure you're okay." Suyeon blushed. "Thank you, but that's really not necessary." Hae-rim flashed that billion-won smile again. "Like I said, I'm heading the same way, and I'd rather walk with you than alone, if you don't mind." Suyeon nodded, uncertainly. "I'm rushing to bring lunch to my friend at her bakery," she said, as she started off again, with Hae-rim still holding gently to her arm. "So what do you do when you're not delivering lunch to bakers?" Haerim asked, looking over Suyeon, taking in everything from her low-heeled shoes to her tasteful business suit to her stylish but conservative hairstyle. "Oh. . . um. . ." Suyeon began awkwardly as she managed to extract a business card from her jacket pocket and hand it to Hae-rim without slowing her forward motion. "I'm an accountant. And what about you? What do you do when you're not catching strangers on the sidewalk?" "When I'm not rescuing damsels in distress, you mean," Hae-rim corrected her with a laugh. She pulled a card out of her leather vest and handed it to Suyeon. "I'm a taekwondo and self-defense instructor. So I suppose you could say that even in my day job I'm rescuing damsels in distress - I'm teaching an introductory class in self-defense for woman at 7 tonight. I'd like it if you tried it out - first class is free!" "And then when you've got me hooked. . ." Suyeon teased. "There are certainly worse things to be hooked on than martial arts," Hae-rim said. "It's good exercise, you meet really nice people, and you're learning a useful skill." "Not to mention I'd have you as my instructor," Suyeon thought before shaking her head to banish this thought. Thinking Suyeon was shaking her head no, Hae-rim said "Well, if you change your mind, the address is on the card. Class starts at 7. Wear something comfy that'll let you move around easily." Seeing that they had just reached the front of Seo-jeong's bakery, Hae-rim added "And unless I'm mistaken, this is where you're headed. I hope I see you at the class tonight, and if not, I wish you well. Be careful." "If I don't have to work late tonight, I might check it out," Suyeon said. "Accountants don't really get a lot of exercise, and it sounds better than going to the gym and spending 45 minutes on an exercise bike." Hae-rim smiled again. "Like I said, I hope to see you. Bye!" Suyeon waved good-bye, still clutching Hae-rim's business card in her hand, before turning and going into Seo-jeong's bakery. Seo-jeong came out of the back just in time to see Hae-rim wave at Suyeon through the window and walk off. "Who was that?" Seo-jeong asked excitedly, her eyes wide. "Oh, she's a taekwondo instructor I met on the way over her. I would have fallen down and dropped your lunch if she hadn't caught me." Grabbing Suyeon's hand and pulling her toward the back of the shop, Seo-jeong said "While I'm eating - thank you for lunch, by the way, that's so sweet! - anyway, while I'm eating, you're going to tell me everything that happened with this mysterious woman." "There's really not much to tell," Suyeon began as she launched into her story. By the time Seo-jeong had finished her gimbap, Suyeon had finished her story and Seo-jeong's eyes were wide again. "Ji Suyeon, if you don't go to that class tonight, I'm never speaking to you again!" Suyeon waved her off. "It's not like that. It's just a routine sale; it doesn't mean anything." Seo-jeong stood up, incredulous. "Doesn't mean anything? Suyeon, she asked you three times in the course of two minutes to come to this class. You've got to go!" Suyeon looked up at her over-excited friend. "Okay, okay. If it's the only way I'll get any peace, I'll go. "Now that's more like it," Seo-keong said, sitting down again. "What are you going to wear?" Suyeon shrugged. "She said to dress