Sorry for not updating yesterday. I had a midterm and an essay due today. But now I should be coasting easily until the spring break. There’s a lot of emotional ups and downs so far so I really hope you guys can understand. Let’s go~ This is supposed to be rated but I separated it into two parts. The rated is under read more so don’t click it if you don’t want to read.
Jung Daehyun lost his sight. He was blind and utterly screwed for the competition. If he couldn’t see where he was shooting, how could he possibly do well? It was the first time he was going in without his sight and he knew that if he lost focus, he would surely lose from the first shot.
Daehyun examined his bow and hissed. The sight was what he used to help him aim and it looks as if it had been snapped off. He sighed and heard his name being called. His heart pounded in his chest and he walked up to the arena behind his teammates. It was nerve wrecking to be pegged as the ace and to not even have the equipment to do well.
“Hey, I lost my sight.” He held up his bow to show them and they looked at him nervously.
“Do you think you can go? Do you want to borrow my bow?” Himchan offered.
Daehyun considered it then shook his head. “I’m more used to how I set this one. I guess I’ll just have to rely on my skills without it then.”
“Jung Daehyun!” The announcer called out and he walked out. The bulls eyes was staring him in the face and he took a deep breath. It was mainly muscle memory, how to set up his bow, and the posture but the hardest part was being able to aim well.
Daehyun set his feet apart and remembered his personal trainer and girlfriend telling him what to do when she first got him into her hobby.
“Stand with your feet far enough to keep yourself steady and aim. Keep your arm straight and close one eye slowly. But make sure you aim! Don’t let your arm waver and be sure you take your time. Don’t go so quickly or else your arrow wouldn’t go where you want it to.”
He smiled to himself as he pictured her standing next to him, guiding his arm. Daehyun turned his head to the audience to and tried to look for her but the sea of people didn’t help. The countdown began and he raised his bow.
Daehyun kept his head up and tried not to look at where his sight would normally guide him. He was on his own. Her words echoed in his head and he slowly closed one eye and took aim. The target matched and his arm wasn’t moving. He let go of the arrow and closed his eyes, too scared to see what exactly he had gotten.
“Ten!” Behind him Himchan and Jongup jumped up and down, cheering him on and Daehyun let out a breath of relief.
The next was a little off the mark, giving him an eight, so he forced himself to once more concentrate. He allowed himself a happy whoop after getting the next three tens and eventually winning the gold medal.
His teammates attacked him from behind and he heard a really happy, “Ya Jung Daehyun!” He disentangled himself from the jumping vessels of adrenaline and saw another one hurtling at him.
She slammed into him and nearly knocked him back into the waiting arms of his teammates. Without a hint of embarrassment, she tiptoed and tapped his lips with hers. “You were fantastic, baby!”
Daehyun lifted her by the waist and twirled her around. “Only because I have an amazing coach.”