Black and white swan (jicky) (eng ver)

Ice and blood

POV Ricky

The sharp sound of metal on ice can be heard. I danced across the freshly frozen hall floor like a graceful white swan. The perfect movements immersed me in my own world. A world where I felt free. Only the thin metal of my skate connects me to this earth. I did what I was good at. I was the prince on the ice. I knew what I had to do to keep all eyes on me. Nobody could beat me. Nobody except Kim Jiwoong. Korea's number 1 in figure skating. Also called the black swan. How much I hated that name.

Suddenly I slipped onto the ground. My chest went up and down rapidly and I suddenly felt my heart beating. Angry at my sudden mistake, I jumped back to my feet and slid toward the exit of the ice.

It was completely silent. Only my footsteps could be heard. But it's clear, after all, it's in the middle of the night here in Korea.
I slowly made my way to the changing room because I was feeling a bit cold by now. In front of the large wooden door, I exhaled loudly again and ran my hands through my snow-white hair, which combined perfectly with my loose, slightly transparent blouse.

I love this outfit. It accentuates my hips so nicely. It had a slight feminine touch but I didn't care because I felt comfortable with it.

My thoughts about my outfit disappeared the moment I opened the door. An ice-cold shiver ran down my spine. Why was I suddenly so cold? I opened the door wider and walked in cautiously. When I went to my bag I heard a noise. A sound of a key turning in the lock. I was incredibly frightened and immediately turned around.

In front of me was a tall, incredibly well built man with pitch black hair. Without a doubt, that was Korea's Ice Prince Kim Jiwoong.

His hair was loose on his sides and his eyes crossed mine. I didn't dare look into his eyes, so I lowered my gaze a little and HOLY SHIT he looks good! That was my first thought when I noticed that the young Korean in front of me wasn't wearing a top. No, not even pants. Just a thin white towel wrapped around his muscular waist. I bitr my lips and didn't even realize how long I was staring at his beautifully drawn body.

He just laughed and slowly walked towards me. He grabbed my chin with his hand and pushed it up so that I had to look into his eyes. I couldn't even do that. I kept looking at his slightly pink lips. How do they feel?

"So this is the Shen Ricky? China's proud and best figure skater in his nation." His voice gave me goosebumps all over my body and I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest. "You are praised for your incredible accuracy and concentration on the ice and here you can't even take your eyes off my body. So you should my number 1 rival be? I really expected more from you Ricky."