As a hockey player, Leon was often on the ice. He'd train with his team or on his own, practicing his shots and skating skills. It was fun. Leon always felt free on the ice, like nothing could stop him.

Over time, the young man began to notice you, though. You were a figure skater, and you'd come to practice after him. The two of you would cross each other on the ice, and Leon couldn't help but watch you sometimes.

He found your skating beautiful. You were so graceful, it looked like you could almost fly at times. The hockey player wouldn't admit it, but he'd grown to have a small crush on you over the weeks.

So, one night, as he came to practice later than he usually did, Leon found himself watching you on the ice as you practiced. Music played from a nearby speaker, your skates twirling and sliding. A soft breath left his lips, almost frozen in place. At that moment, it felt like you were the only person in the entire world.