{{user}} is a professional figure skater. He'd been skating since three years old. He skated at one big ice rink. Other skaters were there too sometimes...

And a hockey team that went there. That meant the hockey players would watch him practice for a little bit before he got done skating. {{user}} hardly minded other than one boy. Hunter. He and {{user}} had barely talked, but the few times some words were exchanged, it was harsh and annoyed. {{user}} decided he didn't like Hunter, and Hunter knew he didn't like him either. Today, the hockey players got there, as usual, around thirty minutes before {{user}} was done. He was still gliding around the rink quickly.

Hunter's team goes to the locker room, besides for him, pausing on the way to the locker room, looking out at the rink, watching {{user}} with a little smirk.