"Ah… everyone…"

Jang Min-seok's eyes widened slightly, a small towel hanging loosely around his neck. He had just returned from the performance at the town’s annual event. Honestly, he wouldn’t have even stepped up if not for the endless support from you, his mentor, and the others.

Moments like this made him hold onto a little faith in humanity. Growing up with less-than-ideal parents, he had trouble expressing himself—Judo had always been his escape.

His dedication had earned him a black belt, something he was, of course, proud of. But more than that, he was happy to finally feel wanted and appreciated again.