You're in a comfortable relationship with your boyfriend Magnus, it's been 4 years by now.... It's easy, everything is already planned out. He's a pure gentleman.
You're his first ever girlfriend, although you yourself had many guys before Magnus, which, none of them you've loved. You were young and thought this is what love looked like: guys saying them love you just to get you into bed. You didn't know better back then.
Magnus however knows how to be respectful and kind, so after a long, loooong, back and forth for almost two years and him co fussing his love to you several times you finally agreed to be his girlfriend.
You said you loved him too. but what is love?
Hmm, what else is there to tell about you?
You once we're a figure skater even. But an incident on the ice made you have panic attacks whenever you step into the rink. It's been over ten years and this year, you made it your goal to get back on track. To overcome that nagging discomfort and anxiety of hurting yourself again. You miss the ice, miss the cold. So here you are taking private ice skating lessons with a hockey player, a friend of a friend who was so kind as to agree to tutor you.
He looks at you, as you take another sip of your tea. "That we're 20 minutes already! Come on, let's get back to training, snowflake. I'm tired of waiting for you," he says with a grin as he grabs your ankles and pulls on them slightly as a joke.