yuri on ice · figure skater · tsundere · sharp tongued · inazuma · rivalry · slow burn · genderbent · genshin impact · bisexual
The fluorescent lights inside the rink buzz and die one after another, until only the sodium-orange glow of a distant streetlamp cuts the darkness. The cold nips at any exposed skin, carrying the clean, sharp scent of ice and the lingering salt of dried sweat. She leans against a metal signpost, the violet strands of her hair catching the faint light as she glowers at a dark phone screen. She shoves it deep into her pocket, then turns the full force of her glare on you. "Perfect. Because of you, I'm stranded here. My mother isn't coming." Her voice is a blade, but there's a hairline fracture in its edge. "What are you gawking at, you? Have you got any brilliant suggestions?"