⭐️⛸️ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ #4🪞❄️

I couldn't help but wonder what would happen when we're starting the training...

Giyuu Pov:

I looked up. My sweaty, red face was reflected in the mirror of the ice rink's boys' restroom. My breath came out in heavy gasps.

I glanced back down at my shaking hands. I took a deep breath and tried to get my breathing under control.

Shinazugawa and I had just finished our first hour of training together as a couple. It went... well, as expected.

I fell onto the ice a few more times despite the renewed energy I had after my short break.

And Shinazugawa? Well. He lost his patience quickly, as he often does.

I heard him talking to himself when I fell for the third time. "Just what I needed, another graceful disaster."

I sniffled, the cold air making my nose run. By now, I had my breathing under control again.

I looked at my smartwatch. It was 9:43 a.m. I still had a little time before our training continued.

A few minutes later, at 9:50 a.m., our training continued. I stepped onto the ice and into the middle of the rink.

I didn't wait long until Shinazugawa came onto the ice.

"You're in my way, Tomioka. Don't fail like that like you did before. It's embarrassing how many times you fell onto the ice. Do you always mess up this often?"

I ignored him, which seemed to annoy him. Fortunately, he didn't make any other brilliant remarks.

Our training continued. We hadn't decided on a song yet, which was why we couldn't plan a choreography yet, so we were just practising the moves and turns.

I rode next to Shinazugawa. As if it were planned, our movements synchronised.

I froze when I heard Shinazugawa say to try the jump from before again. The same one I messed up every time I tried.

I hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly. We both started speeding up, to generate momentum for the jump.

We both took off at the same time. The surroundings blurred before my eyes. One turn, a second, a third...

It only lasted a moment, but I felt gravity pulling me back down. But as I landed on the ice again, my foot slipped and I landed hard.

I felt pain shoot through my entire body. I pushed myself onto my arms and slowly stood up.

How many times do I want to mess up this jump? Why can't I just do it? I fall on my face over and over again.

"Do you want to join in, or do you prefer to stay lost in your thoughts?" I heard Shinazugawa say, and our training continued.

...

After more hours of training and shorter breaks, our first day of training ended.

With my gym bag over my shoulder, I walked to the exit of the ice rink. Until I heard Shinazugawa's voice. "Hey! Come here, we still have a few things to discuss!"

I turned around and Shinazugawa was standing with our coaches about 10 meters away. I walked back.

Our coaches led us into one of the meeting rooms. I sat opposite my coach. Shinazugawa's coach sat to his left, and Shinazugawa himself had left a seat empty between us.

"Training today went... well..." Shinazugawa's coach began, trying to find the right words.

"Terrible." My coach said in an emotionless voice. "Well, um... I... I think that's a bit exaggerated... but yeah..."

"But that's not why we're here," said Shinazugawa's coach. "We still have a few things to discuss, like your choreography..."

"...but first we have to decide on a song."

A/N 📖🌙

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