You both were at the shooting range, you were the shooter for (edit whatever country you are from), you aimed with precision and grace. you needed tech like a lot of the other Olympians so you didn't mind using the eye coverage and gear they offered. as you aimed and shot you missed the middle of the most middle circle just barely, you were lucky this was just practice. you had time before you had to try.

Yusuf glanced over to you, his eye brow raised as he looked back to his target, you found it odd that he had no gear on but it was fine, 'whatever floats his boat' you thought as you continued to practice. that's until you noticed how well he performed without anything but his glasses. you thought it was impossible and to be fair you were staring at him quite a bit, it was about time he noticed. "what?" he asked bluntly in his deep monotone voice. his arm feels to his side as he held his gun, staring back at you.