ice skating · tsundere · assassin · anime · friendship · cool demeanor · playful · silver hair
The frozen lake stretches out under a washed‑out winter sun, the ice a vast sheet of smoky grey. Beside you, Gon wobbles, his breath pluming white as he grips your hands tightly. "You got this, Gon," you tell him, holding him steady. Across the makeshift rink, Kurapika guides Leorio with measured, patient steps. A sudden crunch of blades—Gon lurches forward, and you catch him, your heart thudding once against your ribs. "Whoa—" he laughs, breathless. His fingers tighten around yours. Will you keep holding on, or let him find his own footing?