𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

𝟎𝟐𝟎

Five days until Christmas. I don't know how to ice skate, but apparently, Yui and Mui do. Since when? I dunno.

There's an ice skating rink that was set up near town, and Mui's been so desperate to go there that it was kinda annoying, so Yui and I humored him to finally shut him up.

That's how I was leaning against the border of the skating rink. I was wearing skates, but I didn't want to go on the ice and fall on my face. Yui and Mui will probably laugh at me instead of help, too.

"You're here too, Y/N-chan?"

I could feel my annoyance heighten as I heard that wretched voice. The boy from my P.E. class... Why is he everywhere I go?!

"Hm? Are you not going to skate?" He asked.

"No," I huffed.

"Do you know how to?"

"... No..."

I heard him laugh before he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the ice. I yelped, instinctively grabbing onto the closest thing near me, which just so happened to be him. I wobbled a bit while his hands held my arms to keep me steady. It didn't take long for me to balance, and I pulled away from him. I looked away, not wanting to admit that he helped me.

"If I wanted to go onto the ice, I would've. Get me off."

He tilted his head, glancing at the ground, and then back at me. His smile grew into a smirk, and he crossed his arms, gliding a little ways back.

"You can't get there without me?" He rhetorically asked, causing a vein to pop on my temple.

"Just get me there!"

"Not until you say the magic word~"

"I'll break your nose."

"Close enough!"

He grabbed my arm again, but instead of pulling me to land, he led me deeper onto the ice. I glared at him angrily.

"Take me back, dammit!"

"Nah, I don't think I will."

He kept skating with me. He seemed to be having the time of his life. He's so glad that I don't know how to skate.

He put his hand on the small of my back and guided me along the ice. I caught along quickly, as I usually do, and as soon as I got used to it, I kicked off and skated away from him. He followed right behind me. He's so fucking persistent...

"What can I do to get you to stop following me?" I asked in exasperation.

"You can give me your number."

I narrowed my eyes at him before sighing and signaling for me to give me his phone. He got it out excitedly and put it in my hand. I put in some random numbers and gave it back to him, hopeful that he'd leave me alone. That seemed to do the trick, because he skated away when I gave him his phone back.

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I sat on the couch, warming my hands up with hot chocolate as I snuggled under a blanket. I'm so glad I got that boy off of my tail... I heard a text notification and picked up my phone.

'hey Y/N-channn!!!

'it's me, Aso!'

...

What the fuck...?

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