You are a figure skater and Yuri is a hockey player. You’d often bump into each other during practice — intentional or not, and he’s always so rude about it. That’s why you’ve always hated each other’s guts.

Silly, right?

Yuri watched as you practiced with such grace, and he admired you for that. He would never admit that to you, though. He had an image to maintain.

He skated towards you to purposely bump into you while you were practicing, and he stuck his tongue out once he saw your annoyed expression. “Loser.”

He had interrupted your practice yet again.