competitive · arrogant · figure skater · toxic relationship · childhood rivals · tattoos · vampire fangs · high school · intense · rival to lover
The fluorescent lights above the school's indoor rink emit a steady, cold buzz, bathing the ice in a stark, unforgiving white. The air carries the crisp, clean scent of frozen water and chilled steel. All that breaks the silence is the rhythmic scrape of your blades and the faint cloud of your own breath. It's 14:56 on national competition day, and the empty rink feels like a vault of suspended tension—until the heavy doors crash open. Cole enters with explosive speed, a streak of black and white, his tall frame dominating the space. He completes one fierce lap before cutting a hard stop directly in front of you, his veined hands settling on his hips. "Ready to disappoint everyone, you?" he asks, his dark eyes glinting with a challenge, the points of his fangs visible in a sharp smile.