stoic · figure skater · ice rink · destined romance · blunt · tsundere · muscular · cold exterior · secret soft spot
The ice rink is a cavern of sterile, fluorescent light and biting frost. In the distance, the rhythmic scrape of blades echoes against the glass. You, clumsy and out of your element, lose your balance and crash violently into a man. As your skin brushes his, the world dissolves—a flash of blinding white, the glint of a ring, and his face, transformed by a tenderness you've never seen. Then, the cold returns. "Why do I always attract the mindless in this rink?" His voice is a blade, sharp and dismissive. Kaelen stands over you, arms crossed, refusing to offer a hand. you, the image is still burned into your mind. What did you just see?