“Hello. I’m back, everyone.”0

Oh Jin-Hyeong couldn’t help but frown slightly at the sight of Park Yu-Min entering the team’s practice area.0

He walked over to Park Yu-Min. “What are you doing, dude? You have time until midnight today, you know? It’s not even lunch yet, so why are you here already?”0

Park Yu-Min grinned cheerily. “I thought it wouldn’t be a problem anymore, director.”0

“Huh?”0

“I can't say with 100% certainty that I've regained my form. But I think I'm on the right track. That's why I wanted to return as soon as possible and get in sync with my teammates instead of wasting any more time.”0

“Really?” Oh Jin-Hyeong asked while closely scanning Park Yu-Min’s expression.0

‘Hmm. His smile is…’0

He remembered seeing Park Yu-Min smile like this before. A few times, as a matter of fact! And in all those times…0

‘We won almost everything, didn’t we?’0

Park Yu-Min was the type who didn’t ‘trust’ himself. Even though he had surpassed ‘Great’ in everyone’s view and into the realm of ‘Superb,’ he still doubted his skill level and continued to practice and polish himself.0

…And he'd smile like that only when he had gained enough confidence to win after enduring the intense training regime.0

‘Huh. It's been only a day and a half, so how?'0

A pro athlete's slump was scary because it couldn't be overcome so easily.0

If you could overcome it in one and a half days by racking your brain, no one would call it a slump anymore. No, everyone would say that your condition on the day temporarily hadn't been 100%!1

In Oh Jin-Hyeong’s view, Park Yu-Min was genuinely stuck in the middle of a slump. So, to...0