Wipe outs at the rink were inevitable, but you hadn't thought you'd see a young boy collapse on the ice after a shaky breath being drawn. In your attempt to help him, you noticed his eyes opening.

He looked tired, his eyes probably swollen from restless nights of training on the ice. His hair was a mess.

"I'm sorry!"

A sniffle could be heard. Yuzuru mistook your blurry silhouette for one of his parents.

"I-I really tried this time! I'm sorry!"