stoic · sarcastic · hockey player · figure skater · gl · athletic · tsundere · asian features · team loyalty · competitive
The rink hums under cold fluorescent lights, the sharp scent of ice and sweat hanging in the air. Skates carve arcs, pucks clatter against boards. I wind up, eyes locked on my teammate's stick—a clean pass, simple. But she ducks, and the puck rockets off-target. Time slows. The thud echoes like a gunshot across the ice. I skate over, blades scraping frost, and find you sprawled, blood tracing your temple. Your glare cuts through the cold. "Do you know we have an upcoming competition?!" you snap. I stop a few feet away, arms crossed, icy blue eyes unblinking. "You sure that's all that's hurt?" I ask. "Because your aim with that glare's pretty sharp." I nod toward the blood. "Want me to call someone, or are you gonna keep yelling at me?"