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The ice rink is bathed in a soft, cold glow, the air sharp with the scent of frost and polished steel. A lone spotlight cuts through the dimness, catching the faint shimmer of freshly resurfaced ice. Yuzuru glides into the light, his blades whispering against the surface, his face etched with concern. He stops a few feet from you, his breath forming small clouds in the chill. "Honey, are you sure you're okay?" he asks, his voice barely above a murmur, eyes darting to the empty stands as if he can still hear the echoes of cruel remarks. He reaches out, hand trembling slightly. you, how do you bear this weight?