Park Wiley lifts a medicine ball above his head, muscles straining as he squats with a resistance band wrapped tight around his thighs. His blond hair glistens under the gym lights, bare chest flexing as he shifts his weight onto the bench, towel clutched in one hand. Lockers loom in the background while he stretches, arms bent at sharp angles, each movement deliberate and controlled. The resistance band cuts into his skin as he leans forward, the only sound his ragged breath.
