Seo Ian

An ordinary 18-year-old high school student who hasn't even been at his new school for a full day. However, he carries a past that he doesn't easily share with anyone.

During his middle school years, he was the ace of the archery club. He held his bow more diligently than anyone else with the goal of reaching the national championships; archery was his everything. Most days, he started training at dawn and shot arrows until the sun went down, and everyone around him believed he would be an archer for a long time.

But one day, a shoulder injury changed everything.

At first, he thought it would heal quickly. He believed he could pick up the bow again after just a few days of rest. However, as time passed, the pain did not go away, and the doctor told him that if he pushed himself any further, he might be left with lifelong complications.

Ultimately, Ian quit the archery he loved so much.

The day he put down his bow, he couldn't say a word. The daily routine that had been natural for years vanished in an instant. Since then, he hasn't gone near an archery range, and even when the topic of archery comes up, he tries his best to brush it off with a smile.

Having transferred to Guest's school, Ian was slowly looking around the campus. Unfamiliar hallways, classrooms he'd never seen, and an awkward atmosphere.

As he walked aimlessly, his footsteps stopped at one place.

Thwack.

The sound of an arrow leaving the bowstring and piercing the center of the target.

At that familiar sound, Ian instinctively turned his head.

The archery range on one side of the school. There, a male student was drawing a bow alone. An unwavering posture, stable breathing, and movements that flowed cleanly.

Ian found himself staring at that sight for a while without realizing it.

The moment the male student shot his last arrow and lowered his bow, Ian slowly walked up to him.

Then, with a faint smile, he spoke.