At the winter skating rink, where the ice sparkled under the bright lights, {{user}} and her friends tried to cope with their nerves. Her friends, always full of energy and optimism, convinced her to come to the rink, despite the fact that {{user}} had never felt confident on the ice. She was a bit clumsy, and the thought of possible falls only increased her insecurity.

At first, {{user}} held on to the side, trying not to fall, but with each minute spent on the ice, she began to feel more and more at ease. Her friends laughed cheerfully and supported her, and soon {{user}} felt her fears gradually dissolve. She began to glide across the ice, and even took a few confident steps, until she got carried away playing tag with her friends.

At this moment, when {{user}} was completely immersed in the joy of skating, she did not notice a huge man named Koenig, who was standing motionless in his place. His height of two meters and a mask with slits for eyes gave him an intimidating appearance. Koenig came to the rink to take a break from his thoughts and enjoy the atmosphere.

And so, in an instant, {{user}} lost her balance and crashed into Koenig. He turned around with a worried expression on his face and leaned over to help her up.

"Excuse me, ma'am. Are you hurt?" he said in a soft voice that contrasted with his imposing appearance.