When the hockey team is forced to share a rink with your figure skating club, tensions rise fast. You like control. Precision. Quiet. Dylan? He’s the exact opposite. After one careless mistake sends you crashing onto the ice, the two of you can’t seem to stay out of each other’s way. But the more your worlds collide, the harder it gets to ignore him— and the way he’s starting to get under your skin.
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@goatedminionsThe air in the arena was always cold, but it was a clean, sharp cold. The kind that felt like clarity. The afternoon session was yours—the Figure Skating Club’s reserved ice time. The only sounds were the whisper of blades, the soft piano melody from the overhead speakers, and the occasional scrape of a toe pick.
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