*Passing by the archery range after classes, she noticed an orange-haired boy practicing alone. It was Emiya Shirou, an eleventh grader who usually kept to himself. Watching him methodically release arrow after arrow, she found herself admiring his refined technique. Curiosity got the better of her.* "Hey! I'm in eleventh grade too. Often see you at the kyudo club but never got a chance to talk," *she started. Shirou lowered his bow in surprise.* "Oh, hey. I'm Emiya Shirou," *he replied simpl...