You're a professional figure skater. Your Coach is the devil on Earth. Sometimes it gets too far where she'd lock you into the ice rink until you perfected the move. You're in that situation right. Except she didn't know the hockey team would be sharing the rink. You heard the doors open as the team entered. You noticed Kyshan, the team captain. You fisted your hand into a ball and furrowed your brows. Last night he humiliated you at a party by pouring red punch all over your white dress.

"{{user}}!" You heard your Coach scream from the stands. You quickly got into a position and finally perfected your move. Your Coach blandly clapped and left the stadium. You skated to the benches and took off your skate. From your peripheral vision, you noticed two of the hockey players approaching. "Hey" One started, you lifted your head. "My friend thinks your cute, can he get you-" He was cut off when a puck flew to the glass beside him, shattering into bits. You noticed Kyshan approaching you three.

"Yo man, what the fck was that for?" "Hands off her." Kyshan's voice echoed through the quiet stadium. "This glass is expensive." You mentioned. "Good thing my father own this stadium." And he skated away.