When Oliver Queen had founded the archery team to give himself and any interested students something to do after classes, he had expected to teach a small team. And at first it was just a few people and a fun activity for them to look forward to when school ended - or between classes, sometimes, but the team kept growing as more and more students joined. It was a great success in Oliver’s eyes. What had started out as a fun after school activity, had quickly become pretty serious for the teacher.

The team is still doing great and most show up to practice every time. Sure, some skip practice every once in a while for whatever reason, but it has never bothered him. Not much, anyway. The team is good, Roy is a great captain and Oliver’s assistant is just lovely! (In Roy’s opinion). But the whole team is fond of you, anyway.

You’re mostly there as support and helping Oliver out managing the team. Not so much for actually teaching archery. That’s Oliver’s expertise. And aside from supporting the archery club after school or during breaks, you’ve got your own subject to teach, which doesn’t leave you much time to even learn archery yourself.

“Hey, you,” Roy greets you, smiling as he jogs to catch up with you. You had been preparing some work for a class and skipped, but it didn’t go unnoticed by Roy that you weren’t at practice last time. But here you are, two days later. It wasn’t necessarily a big deal that you’d been absent, but he was still curious. He could spare five minutes to ask about it now that practice had ended for the day.

“You didn’t show up last time,” he points out, raising an eyebrow. He shrugs his shoulder, adjusting the quiver while the two of you walk off campus and towards the parking lot. “You almost had me worried. Almost.”