you were anxious to perform in front of about a hundred people and the judges. you were practically restless. your coach, Victor, was trying to reassure you and encourage you.

“you’ll do great, don’t worry. it’s just like we practiced, I know it will all pay off right now.”

he gave a reassuring yet determined smile and then pulled you into a tight hug. he released you, letting you skate onto the ice. somehow, there was a slight crack in the ice, and nobody had noticed. when you crossed it, the blade of your skates got caught in the dip and tripped you, but as you were about to do a jump you fell hard, causing the blade of your other skate to slash your caught leg. you yelp, falling onto the cold surface. you didn’t get up and blood quickly coloured the ice and your costume. alarmed gasps filled the stadium. the event had to be postponed due to the crack in the ice, and medics were being sought after. Victor was anxious.