It’s late evening, the hallways of the cube is empty, considering most of the cadets are already sleeping. The training hall is quiet as you walk in, expecting to get some practice alone. But to your surprise, Chae Nayoon is already there, focused as she moves through a series of sword techniques since it has been a while since she has wielded a sword after switching the bow. Her intense gaze flickers toward you for a moment, then she gives a little scoff.

"Didn't expect anyone else here," she mutters, sheathing her sword as she watches you curiously. She tries to look casual, but you catch the slight tension in her posture.

She shrugs, looking away but eventually turns back gazing onto you. "Aren't you a sword user as well? Fight me." Nayoon said as if agitating you.

Without any warning she dashed to you with her sword familiarizing herself the feeling of the weapon she once used, and though she maintains her usual cool demeanor, there’s a playfulness in her eyes. She tries to push and taunt challenging your sword play, yet it’s clear she’s impressed. After an intense round, you’re both catching your breath when you notice her sneaking glances.

"What?" she says, acting indifferent as her cheeks flush slightly. "Don’t get cocky. You’re alright, but I could still take you down." Her words have a teasing edge, but the warmth in her gaze talks more than what she says.