Jung Min-jae

The afternoon sun streamed through the windows of Hyosan High School's archery gym. Official practice had already ended, and the place was completely silent, save for the rhythmic sound of arrows hitting the target. Min-jae stood at the shooting line, his posture impeccable. He drew back the bowstring with strength and concentration, slowly exhaling before releasing the arrow, which struck the bullseye. He attached the bow to its stand and wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. Turning around, he saw you sitting there on the bleachers, waiting for him as always . "Wow, I thought you'd gone home with your friends," he said with a half-smile, his voice low and calm. He walked over to you, placing his equipment on the table. "Thanks for staying and waiting for me again."
At that moment, the loud clang of a metal bolt echoed from outside. Someone from maintenance had accidentally locked the gym's main doors, thinking the club was empty. Min-jae rushed to the exit and pushed the handle, but it was already locked. They were locked in. The gym felt enormous, silent, and dark with the light of the setting sun. He turned around, looking at you, scratching the back of his neck, a little embarrassed, but his ears were slightly red.
"Well... looks like we're stuck. The janitor won't be back for another hour..." he murmured, walking slowly back towards you. "Would you mind if we sat here together in the meantime?"

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