A few minutes later...
After two sets with 12 reps of low row, I'm currently taking a short break as I wait for my thrird set. As my eyes start to study the gym, I noticed that Nar is now talking with Mr Tuan near the smith machine. I remember Minh stating that the two often talk from time to time. From what I see, they seem to look pretty close to one another.
As I move my gaze away from the two men, my eyes caught the attention of a familiar guy with glasses entering the gym. Looking all cool with his light gray t-shirt and blue shorts, he noticed my presence and forms a small smile as he walks pass me, in which I smile back. After a while, Mr Smith is finally here. Which is great! Though I'm not gonna rush over and give him the paper at the moment. At least I have to wait till he finish his workout, so I could approach him in a chill manner and just hand him the paper. Well, hopefully that wouldn't be too hard, though just the thought of it already gives me butterflies.
"I see you're getting into a good process!"
I was about to continue with my remaining sets of low row, when I hear a familiar male voice tinkles through my ears. I turn my head up to see Mr Tuan standing next to me which I am in my sitting position, getting ready to continue with my set. I'm not too surprised that he suddenly popped out of nowhere with his statement, since he often does that to everyone.
"Well, I'm just focusing on training," I state.
"With more practice, I'm sure you'll be as strong as Wonder Woman in a few weeks," Mr Tuan says, before letting out a cheesy laughter. Hearing his cheeky joke, I let out an awkward laugh myself, realizing how cheeky that joke was. But well, enough about all of that. I should really focus on my workout.
An hour later...
I begin to catch my breath as I put down the 4kg dumbells on the ground. For now that's currently the heaviest weight of dumbells I could carry. Hopefully I could level up the weight with more practice. As I take a seat on the bench, I glance at my left side to see Mr Smith standing next to the treadmill with his eyes busy on his phone, signaling that he's about to wrap his workout in an hour after a good run on the treadmill. After two months of literally stealing glances of him, I eventually learned his workout schedules, which always includes running on the treadmill at the end of the list. Well, I only need to wait an hour left before I could approach him.
As I again steal some glances at him from the massive gym mirror right in front of us, his eyes suddenly shifts from his phone to the mirror, in which he noticed that I've been glancing at him from the mirror for a while. Realizing this, I quickly shift my head to side, with my heart now feeling way too embarrassed as I could feel my cheeks starting to burn red. Man, I didn't need to look in the mirror to see how red they look, when I could feel it too well. Damn it, Linh! You just became the most unprofessional secret admirer of the century, to let yourself get caught from the mirror.
"Hi!"
A soft voice quickly grabs my attention, making me shift my head back to see the one with the voice, making my heart instantly skipped a beat as I see Mr Smith standing next to me. I widen my eyes when our eyes meet, yet what caught my attention more is the fact that his right hand is now holding his phone, literally displaying it in front of my surprised face. On his screen, I could see the translated text from Chinese to Vietnamese.
Hello! Is it ok if I get your number? I read the text in my head on repeat, finding hard to believe that what I'm reading right now is real. I want to believe that this is a dream, but I wouldn't want to pinch myself right now just to know if it's real, knowing that he would probably think I'm a freak for pinching myself. Despite my heart starting to feel more excited, my head constantly tries to calm my excited heart by reminding myself to not squeel and act like a dork. 
"Oh, sure," I say while struggling not to squeel. 
For a moment I became lost with words, yet he quickly switch to the numbers pad on his phone, signaling for me to enter my number. While literally having butterflies going crazy inside of me, I enter my number on his phone.
"Thank you. What's your name?" he asks me.
"Linh," I say with a tone that almost seems like I'm out of breath. "What about you?"
"I am Xiao Yang," he says with his signature soft voice. Wow, finally I got his real name. So Mr Smith is actually Mr Xiao Yang. 
I smile. "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too," he says, with his thin lips forming a small smile. 
The moment became awkward between us, as we now found ourselves smiling at each other awkwardly in silence, complete with the background of the whole gym busy working out. I really hope that they're too busy to notice our awkward situation.
"Well, umm...I shall continue my workout," Xiaoyang says.
"Oh, sure. Me too," I say awkwardly. "Bye!"
Hearing that, Xiaoyang gives me another warm smile before turning back, heading back to his treadmill to finish his workout for today.
While still standing with a surprised feeling, again I struggle to not squeel out of excitement. I can't believe the guy I've been crushing on at the gym actually approached me and asked for my number, and I was literally already planning to ask for his today. This just seems too unreal that I feel like dreaming. Man, words really can't describe how beyond happy I am right now. At least for today, I have a feeling I'm gonna be in a hella long good mood.
A few hours later...
9:10 PM...
At Minh's room...
"And in a blink of an eye, I hit it faster than a hunter in the woods," Minh says as she continues to brush her long hair in front of her mirror. She was in the middle of telling Linh about today's badminton session with Hoang and their friends.
"That's cool," Linh says while her eyes are focusing on her phone as she sits on Minh's bed.
Minh noticed how her sister is looking unusual. Usually when she's on her phone, her vision would look so serious that she sometimes wished she could remove her glasses just so she wouldn't forget to blink. Yet, tonight her vision doesn't look as seriously dull like what she usually does. From her gaze, Minh could tell there's something different about Linh tonight.
"Do I need to remove your glasses or are you just gonna tell me what's hot right now?" Minh asks in a rather sarcastic manner.
"Oh, I'm just texting someone, who I still can't believe I'm actually texting," Linh says in a quiet tone, much to Minh's surprise. She really thought her sister was gonna say it in a louder tone.
"What's up with the quiet tone though?" Minh asks.
"I don't want Mom to hear about this or else she'll get dramatic," Linh states. "You know how she could react when it's regarding us interacting with boys."
"Well, I gotta agree with you on this one," Minh says. "But seriously, who are you texting at this time?"
"Mr Smith," Linh states, though her eyes suddenly widens as she continues to stare at her phone.
"Woah, I almost forgot to ask you how did today went. You finally got his number?" Minh asks in excitement. She is all ready to hear whatever hot tea her sister has to spill tonight.
"Yes, though I never gave him the paper," Linh states.
"Wait, so how did it went?" Minh asks.
"He actually came over to me and asked me directly," Linh states. "Believe me that I almost squeeled."
"OMG, Sister! How great was that," Minh says, feeling fully happy to know that her sister finally got her gym crush's number.
"Awesome," Linh says, her voice starts to sound more excited. "I still can't believe me this is real."
"Girl, it is and you ain't dreaming," Minh says.
To be continue...