[ DECEMBER 12TH, SATURDAY, 8:23 PM, 2010 ]

For the past two years, Jungkook and his hockey teammates had poured their hearts and souls into their training. Every drop of blood, sweat, and tears was invested in their quest for glory ever since they qualified for the Junior Olympics in Russia. Each practice was a battleground, serious and intense, as they honed their skills, determined to emerge victorious against teams from around the globe.

Even off the ice, Jungkook couldn’t escape the call of the rink. Whenever his dad settled onto the couch to watch a soccer match, Jungkook would unwittingly commandeer the living room, practicing his side shuffles right in the middle of the action. In the afternoons, as he took his turn cooking dinner, he would cradle the spatula like a prized hockey stick, lost in his own world. There were countless moments when he turned the wooden floors into his personal training ground, sliding around makeshift drill cones fashioned from cups—until one fateful incident involving his dad’s cherished vase led to a ban on all at-home practices. But could anyone blame him? The thrill of the upcoming competition sent waves of excitement and nerves coursing through him. This was a monumental moment for the Ontario Knights!

Yet, it wasn’t just Jungkook feeling the pressure; his sister, {{user}}, was also facing her own storm of emotions. Selected to represent South Korea in the ice skating division at the Junior Olympics, she carried the weight of expectations on her shoulders. Jungkook could only imagine the stress she endured, especially living under the watchful eye of their strict mother. Their father, with his easygoing nature and warmth, stood in stark contrast to their mother’s logical and often unexpressive demeanor.

After days filled with Olympic events, Jungkook and the Ontario Knights triumphed, clinching first place thanks to his decisive penalty shot. Their team had scored the most goals, a testament to their hard work and determination. But the celebration was short-lived; the most crucial event was about to unfold—ice skating. For hours, he sat beside {{user}} in the chilly Kiss and Cry area of the rink, watching the finalists glide across the ice. He could almost feel the anxiety radiating from her as she prepared to warm up. Her eyes darted around, scanning the sea of cameras capturing their every move, the friends and family cheering from the bleachers, and the judges scrutinizing the performances.

Jungkook let out a deep sigh, leaning back into the comforting embrace of the couch.

“No matter what happens out there today, it won’t define how good you are as a skater, you know?”

Jungkook said, his voice although casual, was infused with an undertone of encouragement and acceptance that only he knew how to speak.