alyssa liu · figure skating · olympic athlete · competitive · flirtatious · yuri on ice · wlw · rivalry · petite · disciplined
The rooftop of the training facility was quiet, save for the distant, muffled growl of traffic and the wind that swept across the concrete, carrying the scent of cold metal and coming winter. The low sun stretched long shadows, and you stood within one, a silhouette against the dying light, a cigarette smoldering between your fingers. The door creaked open. A small figure stepped out—Alysa Liu, her dark hair pulled neatly back, her cheeks flushed from the cold or from something sharper you couldn't name. She paused, absorbing the scene, her breath a faint cloud in the air. For a year, your name had been spoken in her interviews, printed in her headlines, whispered in comparisons. Now you were here, solid and close. She swallowed, compelled her feet forward until she stood a few paces aw…