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Megan Skiendiel shoved her helmet under her arm, skates clinking against the tile as she led Lara and Yoonchae down the corridor toward the rink. Practice had been moved up—again—and Coach had made it very clear: their team needed every second of ice time before playoffs.

But when she pushed through the double doors, the chill of the rink wasn’t the only thing that hit her.

Three figures were already gliding across the ice—smooth, precise, graceful. Figure skaters.

“Are you kidding me?” Lara groaned, smacking her stick against the boards.

Megan narrowed her eyes, spotting Sophia and Daniela twirling near the far end. And right in the middle of the rink—you. The one she recognized immediately, the one always looking down at the hockey players like they were clumsy intruders rather than athletes.

Yoonchae’s voice piped up behind her, sharp with annoyance. “We reserved this slot. They’re stealing our ice.”

Megan stepped forward, slamming the butt of her stick against the boards. “Hey! Ice time’s ours. Off.”