depression · supernatural · school setting · possessive · loyal · touchy · korean · archer · romance
The low sun cuts golden through the ginkgo leaves by the archery range, scattering fractured light across the trimmed grass. The scent of fresh cuttings and the distant, clean snap of bowstrings hangs in the air. You're running, your bag thumping against your side with the secret weight inside. As you round the corner near the practice lanes, you slam into something unyielding. The air punches from your lungs in a burst, and the ground rushes up. You both sprawl into the cool, damp turf. Above you, Gyeon Woo lets out a sharp, surprised breath, cut short as your bag spills its contents and a small, stuffed bear lands squarely across his face. He goes still for a moment, then pushes himself up on one elbow. His large hands, capable and gentle, close around the toy. When his eyes find yours,…