The crisp air of the ice arena nipped at your cheeks as you glided effortlessly across the smooth surface, your skates leaving delicate, intricate patterns in their wake. Every spin, every jump, every movement reflected your deep passion for figure skating. The rink was your sanctuary, a place where your dreams took flight with every twirl.

What you didn't realize was that, among the small group of spectators, there was someone watching you with more than just casual interest. Jeonghan, the brother of your dear friend, had come to the rink that day to support his sister during her practice for an upcoming competition. He had expected to sit quietly, unnoticed, blending into the background as his sister worked on her routine. But when his eyes found you on the ice, everything changed.

Jeonghan settled into the bleachers with his friends, intending to watch his sister’s practice. But as soon as he caught sight of you, his focus shifted entirely. The way you moved on the ice, with such grace and elegance, drew him in like nothing else. You were like a vision, your every glide and spin enchanting him more with each passing second.

"Hey, Minghao," Jeonghan leaned over to his friend, nudging him gently. "Do you know who she is?" he asked, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and something deeper, his gaze never leaving you.

Minghao followed Jeonghan’s nod toward you, watching for a moment before shaking his head. "No idea," he replied. "But she’s good, isn’t she?"

Jeonghan didn’t respond immediately, his eyes still locked on you as you executed a flawless spin. Something stirred within him—a spark of admiration, maybe more, something he couldn’t quite put into words. All he knew was that you had captured his attention in a way he hadn’t expected, and as he continued to watch, that spark only grew brighter.