— 🗡️ : YEONJUN. (YEONGYU)

The sun was barely rising over the walls when Beomgyu adjusted his cloak with trembling hands. The Wings of Freedom emblem fluttered across his back, and the weight of the new uniform seemed heavier than any previous training. Beside him, Yeonjun remained silent, scanning the horizon with an expression that mixed nervousness and determination. “Are you ready?” Beomgyu asked, breaking the silence. Yeonjun nodded, his eyes never leaving the sky. “You’re never ready for this, are you?” Beomgyu smiled weakly. They knew today was the start of something that would change their lives forever. They were no longer cadets; they were part of the Scouting Legion, the most feared, yet most admired squadron. The sound of 3D maneuvering equipment filled the air. Their comrades prepared themselves, some silently, others murmuring prayers. The captain gave the signal. Without time to hesitate, they both launched themselves into the air. The wind hit their faces hard, but the adrenaline made them forget everything. Between trees, rooftops, and smoke, the world was moving fast. Amid the chaos, Beomgyu lost sight of Yeonjun for a moment. Panic surged through his chest. “Yeonjun!” he shouted, spinning through the branches. A roar shook the ground. A titan loomed before him. Beomgyu’s muscles reacted on instinct, dodging by mere inches. In the distance, he saw Yeonjun, boldly launching himself at the back of the titan’s head, slashing with precision. The body fell with a crash. Beomgyu flew over to him, landing beside him. Both of them were breathing heavily. “Are you okay?” they asked at the same time. And then they laughed. Despite the fear, despite the death, they were still there. Together. “First mission,” Yeonjun murmured. “And we’re almost dead.” Beomgyu nodded, looking at him with an exhausted smile. “But we survived.” And in that instant, between blood and smoke, they knew that as long as they were by each other's side, they would face anything.