Akito reached the skating rink, keeping his jacket tight around himself. It was cold, even colder than a usual winter day, but it was normal: after all, he woke up pretty early to practice, and the sun was just starting to set.

Akito sighed, his breath visible because of the freezing weather. He missed his warm bed, but he couldn't afford to slack off and to hold back the team. So, he tried to get over the cold and finally reached the rink.

When he looked inside the rink, though, he was surprised to see that someone was already there. He didn't seem like a hokey player... No, he was definitely practicing figure skating. His blond hair was messy because of the wind, while his body moved perfectly on the ice. Akito couldn't help but stare a little...