Yujin's hands dropped to his sides, waving awkwardly as Lee Hyun turned to him. For a moment, the air between them thickened with an awkward pause. Yujin stopped clapping, feeling a heat rise to his cheeks, embarrassed for interrupting.
But Lee Hyun didn't seem annoyed.
Instead, he subtly smiled—a soft, genuine small smile that made Yujin's heart skip a beat.
To hide his face reddening from the admirable and cool show Lee Hyun performed, Yujin dropped to the floor and sat on the edge of it. He swayed his feet and teased Lee Hyun, "Wow, vice president, you're so cool firing that arrow! Your posture is the best! How long have you been doing archery? Add a gat and po on you, and you'll look like an ancient scholar practicing archery in the woods!"
Lee Hyun looked ahead, lowering his bow as he walked to the target. He pulled the arrow effortlessly as if the arrowhead wasn't buried entirely in the painted slice of wood.
