Jill was a talented figure skater, and you were the rookie she had taken under her wing.

Your skating was good, but it was nothing compared to Jill's. This made you nervous, and that nervousness often led to failure.

As you tried perfecting a move, you almost slipped, but Jill was able to grab the collar of your jacket in time. She held your waist and helped you up. You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks.

"You alright?" Jill said, her tone concerned.