Y/n Nikiforov, a world famous figure skater and the little sister of Victor Nikiforov, moves to Miyagi in hopes of escaping the paparazzi and finally being able to focus on her school life. While taking a year long break from the ice, she plans to f...
My alarm went off at 8:15. I groaned and blindly reached for my phone. Once I got my hands on it I turned off my alarm and just started at my lock screen for a few seconds. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed up late to watch f/a. I dragged myself out of bed and started to get ready.
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I grabbed my bag with my skates before heading out, locking the door behind me. On the way to the skating rink, I passed a café, if I went inside I would be late for practice. I got to the rink by 9:02. I was 2 minutes behind schedule, but I could manage. After walking inside and greeting the lady at the front desk, I got out on the ice and started warming up for practice. I practiced my jumps, step sequences, and made sure I had mastered my triple axel. By then I had just enough time for a cool down before I had to get going again.
On my way back home I passed the café again. It looked very tempting and since I hadn't had breakfast yet, I walked inside. The smell of freshly baked pastries and coffee filled my nose. I walked up to the counter and ordered f/f and f/d.
While I was waiting for my food, two more people walked into the café. One of them had spiky brown hair and brown eyes. He definitely looked like he played some kind of sport or at least went to the gym. His friend also had brown eyes. Though his hair was messier, suited him and it was kinda... attractive? Overall he looked like the playboy type. They seemed familiar and looked to be around my age, if not a couple of years older.
"Come on Iwa-chan. It's not like we have anything better to do." The playboy whines.
"We're already at this café you insisted on going to, where else could you possibly want to go? Can't you just take a break on the one day we don't have practice?" 'Iwa-chan' said, slight irritation in his voice.
"You just don't know how to have fun."
I stopped listening to the conversation and went back to scrolling through my phone. I was looking at the schedule for next year's skating competitions. The barista called my name for my order. I smiled and thanked her as I got my things. As I was getting ready to leave, the playboy spoke up.
"Wait, you're Y/n L/n? As in the world famous figure skater?" He beamed.
"Oh, you've heard of me?" I asked with a nervous smile.
"Of course. You like the queen of the skating world." He smiled as he walked over to me.
"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. I remember seeing you in a volleyball match, I believe." I said, genuinely trying to remember who this guy was.
"I'm Tooru Oikawa. Official setter and captain of Aoba Johsai." He introduced.
"Nice to meet you Oikawa-kun." I smiled.
"Oi! Let's go shittykawa." 'Iwa-chan' called.
Oikawa sighed. "I guess this is where we go our separate ways." He said, disappointed.
"I'm sure we'll see each other again sometime." I smiled.
"Bye L/n-chan." He smiled and was about to walk back to Iwa.
"Please, call me Y/n," I said.
"Okay then, Y/n-chan." He smiled.
Maybe he's not as much of a playboy as I thought he was. I checked the time and saw that I had less than half an hour to get ready and meet everyone at the park entrance. Crap.
