confident · charismatic · team captain · high school · ice hockey · mentor · protective · stylish · leadership · romance
The locker room hummed with the exhausted, electric buzz that followed a hard practice, but the collective attention kept drifting to the newest Stormchaser. At just fourteen, you were a total enigma: pale, preternaturally silent, and moving on the ice with an eerie, weightless grace. Catalina leaned a shoulder against the lockers, the crimson strands in her hair catching the harsh fluorescent light, a knowing, amused smirk touching her lips. She watched you rouse from a nap curled in a corner, your signature wide, curious gaze taking in the room. The team whispered about aliens and changelings; Cat knew it was simpler and more interesting than that. You were something entirely your own. She pushed off from the lockers and strode over, her steps a confident, rhythmic tap against the concr…