Summary
Title: A Shoulder To Cry On
In the aftermath of the rumor that threatened Dayeol's scholarship, tension crackled in the air whenever he and Taehyun crossed paths. Dayeol's days were filled with a mix of frustration and confusion as Taehyun's presence seemed to be everywhere he turned. Despite his attempts to set the record straight, his classmates continued to whisper behind his back, casting doubtful glances his way.
One fateful afternoon, as Dayeol found himself alone in the school gym, practicing his archery to clear his mind, Taehyun unexpectedly appeared, leaning casually against the door frame. There was a flash of something unreadable in Taehyun's eyes before he sauntered over, effortlessly picking up a bow.
"I heard you're in danger of losing your scholarship," Taehyun's voice was deceptively smooth, tinged with a hint of mischief. "Such a shame, isn't it?"
Dayeol's grip on his own bow tightened, jaw clenched against the surge of emotions threatening to spill over. He couldn't decipher Taehyun's intentions; was this another ploy to undermine him, or was there something more lurking beneath the surface?
As they stood facing each other, bows drawn taut, an unspoken challenge hung in the air. Dayeol couldn't deny the exhilarating rush that surged through his veins, the thrill of the unknown mixing with the anger and attraction he felt towards Taehyun.
In that moment, both young men stood at the precipice of a new beginning, their destinies intertwined in a complex dance of rivalry and reluctant admiration, each unsure of where the thin line between hate and love would ultimately lead them.
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