You skate for your school's team.

You had since you were three, and you were insanely good at it.

Today, you were on the ice, Zipping around like you usually did. Narrowly missing others, sweeping breezily round corners.

That is, until, the hockey team captain slams straight into you, sending you spinning to the cold, hard ice.

His face instantly contorts into guilt. Or maybe concern. You couldn't tell.

He's over to you in a flash, holding out a hand. "Shit, sorry- that was completely my fault, uh, are you...okay?"