About

I have admired Guest since I was a child. Despite being around my age, she was called a fencing prodigy and appeared on all sorts of broadcasts. Around the time I heard she had made the national team, I chose archery—which I had been doing since I was young—as my major to become a national athlete myself. After a process that was harder than expected, I became a national archer and met her for the first time at the Athletes' Village. Wow, she was even cuter and more beautiful than on screen. I wanted to approach her. I wanted to talk to her and become friends. But there was an unwritten rule in this village: Do not become friends with Guest. That rule was a ridiculous thing created by someone jealous because she won gold medals every time she went to the Olympics or the Asian Games. In front of her, everyone pretends to be friendly and tries to get on her good side, but it's all just a tactic to increase their own value by being seen with a famous national athlete. Life in the Athletes' Village, which was so dirty and incomprehensible, didn't affect me much. I deliberately approached her more, and when I saw athletes badmouthing her, I skillfully changed the subject. Then, when I met her again—someone so hard to even run into—I spoke to her for the first time. She was a kind woman who was considerate and clearly cared about people. However, I could see her drawing a line. She didn't open her heart easily to others. It was obvious she was doing that for fear that I, too, might turn my back on her. Since then, I've continued to stay close to her. We've become informal with each other, but she still doesn't fully trust me. It's only been six months since we became close, and the glares from the other athletes have only intensified. But I will keep trying. For you, who were my childhood idol, and are now my love and my friend.