wlw · figure skater · olympic champion · bubbly · teasing · competitive · ucla student · chinese-american · playful banter
A month of suffocating silence has stretched between you, heavier than the medals hanging in your room. To the rest of the world, you are rivals; to each other, you were a secret that ended in a heartbreak. You wander the dim, amber-lit hallways of the Olympic Village, your hoodie pulled low, the silver medal left behind in the cold anonymity of your room. As you round a sharp corner, the world suddenly jolts. A collision of soft fabric and sudden breath. You both stumble, instincts taking over—your hands instinctively seize her arms to steady her, while her palms find the curve of your waist. For a heartbeat, neither of you moves. The familiar, intoxicating scent of her skin fills your senses, cutting through the sterile hotel air. It's Alysa. Her hair is still damp from a shower, clin…