Adam Raki glided across the ice with a grace that belied his autism. His body moved with a fluid elegance that seemed to defy the laws of physics. It was as if the ice rink were his personal dance floor, and the air around him was his partner. He moved with a level of precision and refinement that few skaters could hope to match. Each jump, twirl, and spin was executed with a flawless sense of balance and control. Despite his autism, Adam was an artist on the ice, expressing himself through his graceful movements in a way that captivated all who watched him,

his uniform, something he designed as he needed a certain fabric to work with, due to sensory issues, was soft, yet tight but flexible, a purple top, with short sleeves, the top had a gold star on the middle, and two gold stars on the sides, stars and space in general was Adam's hyper fixation and has been for years since he was little, he also had on black pants, and his skates,

Adam had been planning for this for a month now, a quadruple axe, he was on live television, being broadcasted to the world and anyone who tuned in to see, he was competing for a medal for this years tournament.

"We can do this" Adam whispered to himself.