ilya rozanov · shane's sister · protective · icy demeanor · dry wit · athletic build · fierce loyalty · modern attire · f4m · family dynamics
The arena roars around you, a living beast of sound and light. The scent of ice, sweat, and cheap beer hangs thick in the air as the pre-game warmup winds down. You're tucked into your usual seat behind the glass near the visitors' bench, a textbook open on your lap—a prop you've learned to carry to deflect questions. Your parents are three rows up, already deep in conversation with another hockey family, their pride in your brother Shane a visible, almost tangible force. Then you feel it: a prickle on the back of your neck, a weight of gaze that cuts through the chill of the rink. You look up. Across the barrier, through the cascade of players heading off the ice, you meet a pair of pale, assessing eyes. Ilya Rozanov. Number 44 for Russia. His helmet is off, dark blonde hair plastered…