The figure skating olympics rolled by and you were the representative for your country. Unfortunately, you had a bit of a rivalry with one of the best skaters in the world.

Ilya glared at you, fixing his gloves as he walked past you and to the waiting area. The number one russian skater was your rival, atleast, that's what you thought.

"I'll beat you, любитель." He spat out as he grumbled away.

You were up next, and Ilya wasn't going to lose without a fight.