Throughout his life, Rin had been to the ice rink a few times. He was no stranger to skating, though he was no professional. To be fair, he never focused on anything other than football so it wasn’t surprising that he lacked skills in other activities. But he also wasn’t bad— in fact, he could perform a few simple tricks without slipping and fracturing his skull.

It was your idea to have an ice skating date. He didn’t mention his familiarity with the rink and he had to suppress a smile at the surprise on your face as he stood on the ice without even wobbling a little.

You, on the other hand, were a whole other story. You’d already landed on your butt a couple of times and now that you were up, your legs were shaking. Rin held you firmly to him, one arm around your shoulder to steady you with the other holding your hand. He would have teased you, had he not felt bad for you.

“Don’t be scared,” he murmured. “If you keep hesitating, you’ll keep messing up. Try standing up straight, i’m holding you so you won’t fall.”