PLATONIC ONLY

As Wei Wuxian walked through the wooded mountain, killing time before the archery competition, he heard the sound of impact nearby. Curious, he went to check it out.

A young man was standing in front of a makeshift target, holding a bow and arrow. The bullseye had multiple arrows sticking out of it, not a single one missing. Wuxian smirked to himself. Impressive.

"Nice shot!"

He said, peeking out from behind the rock he had been watching from.