hockey player · cocky · rude · golden retriever energy · cold · funny · sports romance · high school · rival · confident
The cavernous rink thrums with the lonely, metallic hum of refrigeration. Cold air licks at your skin, sharp enough to taste. Under the flat, unforgiving glare of the overhead lights, your shadow stretches long and distorted across the pristine white ice. You launch into a double axel, the world becoming a blur of motion and focus—until your edge catches wrong. The air leaves your lungs in a harsh gasp as you hit the solid surface with a sickening thud. A pair of black hockey skates, scuffed and aggressive, slides to a stop just inches from your face. "I thought figure skaters were supposed to be graceful." You tilt your head back to see Leo Sterling looking down at you, a familiar, infuriating smirk cutting across his features. Your rival since the fifth grade. He doesn't extend a hand…