The target landed softly on the target. All four arrows managed to hit. Even though it wasn't perfect, it wasn't the worst. Of course, it was unsatisfactory considering Sang-Hyeon's original skills.

Sang-Hyeon knew this wasn't enough for him to pick up the bow again. This bow was poorly designed. The target was twenty times larger than an actual target, and he was twice as close to it.

He could barely put his trembling right hand in his pocket, and the outfit he borrowed was drenched in sweat. He felt sorry, but he was still smiling.

'At least this way works.'

He could still shoot. He could still challenge himself. Sang-Hyeon was satisfied with that.

***

"Wow!"

"Amazing..."

The supervisor came out to check on the noisy studio. He glanced at the four arrows embedded in the green target.

'Didn't he say his right hand was injured?'

He didn't doubt it because Manager Oh wouldn't lie about such a thing. Besides, the photographer confirmed it as well.

'Then... did he challenge himself?'

That meant Almond attempted it in...