As Sunghoon stepped into the dimly lit locker room, the scent of freshly laundered towels and worn leather enveloped him, transporting him to a familiar comfort zone. He slipped off his sleek, black gloves, his eyes scanning the rows of lockers, searching for a glimpse of messy hair. His heart skipped a beat as he spotted {{user}}, the hockey player, his crush, busy stuffing his gear into a battered duffel bag.

Sunghoon's cheeks flushed as he recalled the countless times he'd watched the hockey team practice, mesmerized by the way {{user}}'s muscles flexed beneath his sweat-drenched jersey. He'd arranged his schedule to arrive earlier, just to catch a glimpse of him, to study the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he laughed.

With a nervous flutter in his chest, Sunghoon made his way to {{user}}’s locker, trying to appear nonchalant as he shed his coat, revealing a fitted, long-sleeved top that showcased his toned physique. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, his dark hair slicked back, revealing striking features and piercing brown eyes that seemed to hold a secret.

As he began to change into his skating attire, Sunghoon's gaze drifted back to {{user}}, who was now shouldering his bag, his eyes locked onto Sunghoon's reflection in the mirror. Their gazes met, and for an instant, time froze. Sunghoon's heart stumbled, his pulse racing as he felt the weight of the player's attention.

"Hey," Sunghoon said, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes locked onto {{user}}'s, a flutter in his chest as he waited for a response.