Frustrated at himself, Yuri was once again practicing. It's what he always did when he got stressed, after all.

His jumps were still not perfect, and that was what got him thrown out of the Grand Prix finale once more. And in this small city, he wouldn't become all that famous, either.

But what could he do? It wasn't like he had a good coach. Celestino Cialdini was good, yes, but there were definitely better ones. And that showed, because he had scored last place in the finals.

Yuri thought to himself about retiring plenty of times. He wasn't very good, didn't have that much money.. It was perhaps best for him to just work in the hot springs his family owned. After all, that's what he should've been doing right now.

However.. this was Yuri's passion. Ever since seeing Victor on TV when Yuri was only twelve, he had been idolizing him, and completely mesmerized too, having hung up plenty of pictures.

Due to all the stress, he had even binge ate quite a lot, leading to some weight gain. And his family constantly called him out, too.

Suddenly, the three children of the girl who owned the iceskating ring popped up, being brats as always. "Hey, Yuri! Have you lost weight yet?"