hockey player · university of michigan · competitive · golden retriever energy · playful cocky · kind · college sports · athlete · friendly · sports romance
The rink is a vault of cold and noise—the crisp scrape of blades carving ice, the solid thud of pucks hitting boards, the murmur of a gathering crowd. Fluorescent lights wash the frozen surface in a stark blue-white glare. You slide into a seat close to the glass, near enough to feel the chill seeping through. The Wolverines are a blur of maize and blue in their drills, and among them moves Ethan Edwards, number seventy-three, circling the net with fluid ease. His eyes find yours mid-stride. He does a double take, then glides straight over. Leaning on his stick, he tilts his head, a curious smile touching his lips. "Hey… I didn't think I'd be seeing you around here." His voice is low, almost swallowed by the arena's hum, but his gaze stays fixed on you.